Dear Dumb [expletive]

Facebook can only access so many people. I find a world-wide website a much better channel for thought.

A few things to say about this "note" before I actually respond.
1) Learn to put commas in the right place. You always misplace them, and it's become a pet peeve of mine.
2) It's funny that you think "v" would ever talk bad about me without me knowing
3) You've never "listened to me" since you've barely heard my voice
4) Obviously I'd know who I am. I don't have an identity crisis like someone we know...

Alright now:
Dear Dumb [expletive], <--that is where the comma goes btw

I don't like you. I have never liked you since I heard your name when I found out you were cheating with my boyfriend. You are a sl*t, and there are many stories, including ones from your friends, to prove it. I never wanted to get mixed up in your "relationship" (if you can call it that). You should tell your "boyfriend" to stop being so in love with me, if you really want anything to change. I can't change who I am, it's not my fault that he still wants me (correction always has wanted me) more than you (Yes, I know he will deny it, but don't worry the truth comes out anyway). If you want me to say sorry for that I will, but I am not the one you should be having a chat with. I shouldn't be the one to blame for "his" shortcomings, and the issues that you two have with each other. Nor should I be to blame for the numerous times you two have "broken-up"; I was never talking to your "boyfriend" when you broke up and it is not my fault that he would come to me to talk about how you hurt him. Another apology: sorry for being a nice person.

Please don't take your anger at the world, your "boyfriend", or gargantuan body out on me. I'm sorry God hates you. Take it out on people who will, in the future, give a rat's ass.

Sincerely,
Your Pal,
"Ugly B*tch"

PS (commas don't go here either!!!) If it makes you want to die...then just please, do it already.

PPS Please don't make me have to sully my beautiful site with drama about you ever again. It's unbecoming and unnecessary.



in response to:
Dear, Ugly Bitch

Looking at you, Listening to you, Hearing a certain someone (V) talk about you, makes me want to die!

:)

Ps, You know who you are