13.

13: A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.

Dear you.
Please, please just stop.

I don't really understand what the fuss is about. Seriously, stop being such an insensitive little prick and just look at the damned situation from 3rd person perspective. Whats bad. Come on, tell me.

That's right.

There's nothing wrong. It's all fine and dandy.

So much better than what I have to go through.

Hell, just because you have your insecurities doesn't make you the most important person in the world. Okay sure, I've said that I 'enjoy' helping people, but that doesn't automatically make me skilled in that area. Sure, I might be 'experienced' but I don't know everything. Hell, I don't know ANYTHING.

You have a computer. Internet. And a browser.

You have the brain capacity to click the damned url bar and type 'www.google.ca'.

There's an answer, right there. Click it and read.

Jesus, I'm not your damned parent. Stop over reacting, I don't want to live another year or two just listening to you complain about ____ and ____.

Don't tell me to shut up because I don't know anything. Don't tell me stop interfering with your 'life'. Don't tell me that I'm a no good useless person.

Actually, please do.

Because I seriously am not going to reply with any sense of thought.

Have fun.

I hope you fully enjoy your damned time with 'them'.

Because in a few weeks, you'll realize you were being a huge asshole.

No wait, you won't. Because your just conceited and ignorant like that.

Do the world a favour and go get some life skills.

No, 'handicraft' is not a life skill. And neither is r1 handicraft one either.

I hope this finds you well.

Well deep in the pit of despair.


hah....
I feel like I've just ranted a whole month's worth of rage.
Sadly, I've got another 14 years worth to go....