11.29.09

Dear You (you know who you are)

Posted in Personal at 12:35 pm by Strumpet

Before starting this lovely letter, I want to point all my readers to this lovely post. It made my day.

Ahem.

Dear You,

For the love of all that is holy, get your shit together. How old are you, 32 for christsakes? Stop using our friendship (we don’t have one) me as an ego boost. I don’t exist to hang out with you when your girlfriend is away, or when you’re not sure that you want to be with her, or when you want to do mildly infidelitous things. Doing this makes you a twatwaddle, and turns me into a twatwaddle by association.

Grow.the.fuck.up.

Thank you,

Ms. Strumpet

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