Letter 4 12:14 on Tuesday the 31st of January

You're such a fucking whore.

I've just got off a call with you in regards to work. How you ever plan to work for anyone I do not know.
You're abrasive, arrogant, insulting, demeaning, egocentric.
You believe you're entitled to the best of everything simply for being you, and you throw tantrums when you don't get it.

Fuck you. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU.


Because I love this about you. I love that you're THIS arrogant, this insulting.

I don't know why I do.....God, you're all over the fucking show - and I love it to bits.

To get you back I'd have to work at it, and work at it HARD. I can't simply be nice. lol. I actually have no idea how to get you back.

And because of that, no one else is anywhere near as interesting.

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.

I honestly thought I was getting over you. Yeah, I can't sleep some nights and I have to stop myself thinking about you else I'll start crying. But I expected that.

What I didn't expect was to find everyone else BORING AS HELL. you're such a little firework, it's hilarious.

Sometimes I wind you up just to see you explode. I also know I'm the only one that can calm you down - if you'd let me. which you won't.

So FUCK YOU. I love you, and it's all your fucking fault.