Dear Nobody,

I started writing you a pretty effed up letter lamenting on how I feel right now.

...But then I realized that you're just not worth the effort of a fabulously deep and beautiful letter.

There really is a thin line between love and hate and you are walking that line.

Watch your step.


As Always,
D.


P.S.: They say that vengeance is best served cold. I beg to differ. I say, it's best served hot. Sizzling hot.