dear bitch,
i am fucking sick of you and everything you do. you are annoying as all shit and guess what? i am not the only one who sees it. yeah, other people think you're annoying and guess what? they talk about you a lot behind your back and they seem to like making fun of you because of the stupid shit you pull (and also how bothersome you are). oops. on top of being overly annoying, you fucking use people. yeah, you use people. you've used me before for a shitload of things. stop trying to be nice and just get to the point and tell me what you want, because i already know what you want, and i know why you're talking to me on this special occasion. there's no use in trying to make a whole big conversation before you try and get what you want from me, when tomorrow you won't even stop to say hello. i'd tell you to stop talking to me, but oh, it seems like you only speak to me when i've got something you want. you are an idiot. stop pretending to be my friend. i can see right through you and your fucking fake persona.
sadly, i am too nice of a person to tell you to your face.
sincerely,
emalee corinne
p.s.: do you fuck on the first date?
and to melinda: bring on the marquee of angry monkeys