Dear Frankenstein,
I’ve
received your letter, I’m fine by the way thank you for your concern. Well
about the reunion last time, I was also surprised to see your face, you used to
be ugly. Your face was full with pimples, with that messy hair and unsorted
teeth, ughh!! You make me want to puke. I’m beautiful right now is not because
of u spell you moron. Have you ever heard Olay’s Total Whitening and London
Weight Management? Of course you don’t, because you are still a dumb kid same
from high school. By the way, I was grateful that you dumb me that day. I was
fed up with all your nonsense and obsession for collecting dolls. You are not a
man. You just a big sissy little girl dress up as a man. For your information,
I could have done plastic surgery with all the money I have right now. Yup that’s
right. I’m quite rich right now not to mention WOF!! Now all the boys are
admired me. You thought I was putting a spell on you? Huh! What a waste of
time. Let’s get things straight here. Read my word carefully, I DON’T LOVE YOU.
Understand!! You can now live with that ugly nag you married with. I sincerely
pity you taught I was head over heels with you. Pathetic!! Yet, you blame me
for being attractive. A guy like you there are millions out there which handicapped,
weirdo, geeky, and not my type. So don’t go telling me to find my another man
because you will never be one. Please be remind we’ll never ever going back
together just like the way Taylor Swift sings it. Don’t worry you can continue
your pitiful life with the old nag without me interrupting you. Last but not
least, Don’t ever text me, call me or done any other way to communicate with me
over again, I won’t reply.
Sincerely,
Emily Rose
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