My dear María Camila Osorio Sepúlveda,
Do you remember when you wrote "I don't like lies. In general what I'm looking for is fidelity, respect, kindness and honesty, I don't think I'm asking for much." ?
I feel the same way.
How do you not realize what a despicable cockroach you are every time you say things like that? If you don't remember that specific moment, I don't blame you since there are many both with me and with many other men, but the search function can take you to it.
So, at the end of the tragic chapter where our lives crossed, this is what I hope to have accomplished with this 'project' - an alchemical project that, aside from being revenge, ended up becoming a form of therapy, creative expression, professional development, and perhaps even protest art:
That never again, not even once, not even with a single person, can you pretend to be something other than what you are: a lying sociopath and an infected whore.
Your "good girl" image is fucking convincing - turns out the vast majority of your family didn't even know about your double life - but here we have audios and messages where you yourself call yourself a "prostitute" and a "bitch" and talk about your STDs that you hid from everyone (including those of us who stopped using condoms because of our supposedly "monogamous" relationship with such an expired milk collector).
The funny thing is, if you count all the hours you spend looking for clients on Tinder/Bumble/Seeking/Glambu, proposing "mutual benefits" arrangements, and messaging them almost daily on WhatsApp - which are many more than the hours they pay you to rent the use of your filthy holes - it turns out your effective hourly rate is very low. That is: you're actually a dirt-cheap whore 😅... and that's without considering that for the majority of your infidelities you didn't even receive money in return.
The worst part is you don't even have standards: anyone who reads your chats can see for themselves that you're even proud of having been used as a communal toy in a nursing home, each one contributing their part to the science experiment that is your pussy. Just look at some of the photos of those disgusting old men whose cum you swallow.
Thanks to AI, Spanish translations of several of your most astonishing English chats now exist. It would be a real shame if your family missed, for example, your months-long chat with the 40-year-old Norwegian, don't you think?
(the one who got off on his aging father ALSO fucking you, often separately and occasionally both together in a threesome)
Even the cheapest johns who are used to hiring low-class veterans should run from that biological weapon of yours.
Anyway, you could have prostituted yourself freely AND been an even more shameless nymphomaniac without hurting anyone in the process. But your deranged game damages men down to their soul.
...not to mention the enormous health risks you subjected us to without our knowledge or consent: my story with you, as well as those of other men, could easily have turned out even more fucked up than they already are.
Several Colombians, like the buddy who put me in touch with
El Muñe
, after spending hours reading your chats told me that your life and your decisions are a case study of the effects of narco culture.
Being a compulsive liar technically isn't part of the job description for being a prostitute. What would it really have cost you to be honest, you piece of shit?
Obviously I would never have been in a relationship with a whore. None of the other decent men or lesbians you've been deceiving for years, neither foreigners nor Colombians, would have gotten involved with you either. In fact, that any man discovers the truth about you (you're welcome, bros!) and doesn't immediately lose interest in anything beyond using you as a masturbation toy - is, in itself, proof of the pathetic loser he is . 😅
But by now you must have realized what a fucking idiot you've been playing this game with highly intelligent men. One after another: manipulating, betraying and humiliating them far FAR beyond anything they've ever experienced before or will ever experience again with a brazenness that defies comprehension. The cherry on top: you often do it without any apparent gain, just because it makes you feel sharp and powerful.
Congratulations: you transformed what would have been a short-term cost into a permanent tax you'll never stop paying for the rest of your life 👏. Could it be that swallowing cum starts killing brain cells after exceeding a certain amount or when the old men who 'provide' it exceed a certain age? 🤔
Well be careful: you're already a parasite wasting the oxygen in whatever room you're in; if you get even dumber, maybe God will finally realize it was a mistake to let the Osorios and the Sepúlvedas rise above the lowest class.
I think we can add you without any fuss to the list of historical figures who, by themselves, answer the question that theologians have been asking for millennia: yes, evil exists. And furthermore: a witch can look surprisingly like a woman; turns out the Catholics weren't always wrong to burn them.
You might be the strongest argument against feminism that has ever existed. Seriously, who WOULDN'T think it's best for society to take away your right to vote? Who WOULDN'T worry about your access to windows if they allowed you to move from the bed to the kitchen unsupervised?
As a woman commented on Reddit about you: "that girl is something else entirely... even a street prostitute has more honor and dignity than that girl."
I chose a different way to hit you back and deliver the justice that, in the end, turned out you'd had coming since years before we met. But it's a fucking miracle that you've never been beaten by the men you've emotionally violated and/or infected. If it were possible to justify violence against women, who doubts it would be your face appearing on the 'get out and vote!' pamphlets handed out on university campuses?
I know it's the nature of your psychiatric disorder, but still, wow, do you really not recognize how much of a sociopath you are? 🤯
Even considering that you've spent probably a decade perfecting the art of lying to and manipulating men, I still can't believe my judgment of someone's character was so profoundly wrong.
You've been hiding in the shadows like the cockroach you are, but welcome to the light Camila.
After living through that surreal nightmare, you have no idea what a fucking delight those reptile tears of yours are. 🤤
Perhaps even a dumb whore like you has heard of Icarus? Play with fire, get burned.
Checkmate, you evil bitch. 😉😘
P.S. Anyone with an ounce of intelligence understands that you can't rehabilitate a whore... and one of this caliber? Not even your heroine, the worthy Esperanza Gómez, would believe herself capable of convincing such an enthusiastic disciple to at least take it easy. As they say: "once a bitch, always a bitch".
That someone is capable of that is a red flag visible from Alpha Centauri. If you find out someone tortured animals when they were younger, does it really reassure you to be told "but that was in the past"?
But even assuming you find Jesus and the first miracle is that you don't choose Mary Magdalene as your favorite saint, meaning you "change": the reason the world would be better without you is not that you're a whore, but the casually sociopathic way you treat men (and some lesbians).
P.P.S. If I had come back to Colombia and offered to humiliate you less in exchange for you sucking my dick, would you have done it? Given that the value to you of that is far greater than you've ever been paid in dollars to suck a cock, and it's pretty clear to anyone who spends a few minutes here that if money is on the line you have no problem degrading yourself to a truly shocking degree, so why not? Objectively it would have been far more rational than many of your decisions 🤷♂️. Would THAT have been the moment you finally resisted your nature, or what?
P.P.P.S. It's important to understand what your own needs are and differentiate them from desires. Having multiple dicks inside you in a single day may SEEM like a need, but it's actually not essential like food or water.
Here's an idea: next time you feel fat every time you look in the mirror, instead of using the 'poverty' diet to make yourself less ugly, try scheduling the men in your herd at more regular intervals: instead of not eating anything, try subsisting on semen alone. Your lack of self-discipline and work ethic is half the reason you're a prostitute, but seriously it's not that hard to jot down a couple of measurements every day. Camila, this is for Science.
Think of this as an opportunity not only to make yourself less ugly, but to actually contribute something positive to the world for the first time in your life. You can even put on a lab coat from your role-play wardrobe and call yourself a "scientist" if that helps you recover some of the self-esteem that dies every time you struggle not to vomit while giving oral to an old man whose body fat prevents adequate hygiene.
P.P.P.P.S. Have you ever reflected on the fact that the most serious/offensive way to insult a woman is to call her a "whore" - not just in Spanish and English, but literally in every language, country and culture that has existed since the beginning of recorded history - and that in your case it's actually not an insult, it's simply an accurate description?
And it's not like you were a teenager with a baby, desperate to pay rent and feed your child, with no family to help, or anything like that. Your stepfather is a systems engineer. You've always lived at home with your family or with some man who pays the rent. It's not as if economic desperation forced you to become a whore. It's something you CHOSE. It's something you ENJOY. Give me a break. My ex-girlfriend was a whore to her very soul. I met the most repulsive, despicable and evil person I've ever known in my entire life, and I fell in love with her. What a devastatingly humiliating shame.
