I wasn't born Christopher Walton, nor was I born Christopher Rothschild. I'll never have a stable of young, gorgeous blondes ready to suck, fuck, and entertain me on my private yacht. I'm nothing but one of the other seven billion common peasants, who face a future of slaving away the entirety of their lives. I'm a nigger, and even worse than that, I'm a nigger with no money. I regret the day my spic father shot his seed into my nigger mothers cunt. I regret the day I didn't rip my mothers insides open the day I came into this world. I regret that I'll never be faced with the dilemma of choosing which Ferrari I want to drive. I regret that I am, and will always be nothing.


What I don't regret, however is the action that led you to this note. I've finally absolved myself of all of my worries, once and for all. I'm free from the poor people that seemed to surround me. I'm free from my cunt of a mother and her nigger of a fuck buddy. I'm free from the burden of knowing that my brilliance is being squandered by the stupid and impoverished folk that I seem to be surrounded by. I'm finally absolved of the ever-so constant fact that I'm better than everybody around me.



To the few people I genuinely care(d) for, please know this act wasn't committed out of malice towards you. In fact, it pains me even more that I couldn't fully show my appreciation for you.


Signed,

Christopher Grant