When I wrote this letter I wasn’t really thinking straight. I was very hurt and angry.

,There are some things you need to know. This is NOT a letter. “Love don’t live here anymore,” at least for you. The postage on this letter is the last of the I will EVER waste on you. All I want is the you owe me and you will NEVER hear from me again. After this financial situation is resolved, DON’T EVER contact me again. I am better off without a lying, manipulative, lazy bastard like you.

Do Brandi a favor and get a job. She shouldn’t have to support your lazy ass like I did.

Enclosed with this letter is a copy of what you owe me and my essay about us. The essay is bullshit now, but since it is about you and me, you deserve to read it

I’m getting tested in August if you want to know the results then you’ll have to call me. I’m not spending any more money to call you. This is the only time that you have permission to call me.

You shit on me and rubbed it in. Everybody you know in Oklahoma that I know, with the exception of your parents, think you are the biggest asshole ever put on the planet. Everybody includes Trevor, my and , your cousin, Dorian, Phyllis, Mikey, and most of all, ME!!! When things blow up in your face in Shreveport, we all want you to stay there. When Brandy fucks you over again, DON’T come CRYING back here. You fucked me and the you had here over, and none of us wants to see you again. I hate myself for ever loving you.

Trevor and Jesse came to Ron’s on July 6th. I told them the latest news about you. Trevor said you lied to him. He also said if/when he sees you, he will beat your ass. I hope Shreveport is worth losing the people that cared about you here. There is nothing you can do to make up for what you have done to us.

I usually try to live my life with no regrets, but now I have a GIGANTIC one: meeting you and falling in love with your sorry ass. The only things in life that you are good at is: going down, lying, breaking promises, mooching off everyone you can, making excuses, using people, contradicting and dictating people, and finding ways for your lazy ass to not have to . I meant it when I said you would NEVER get another chance with me. If we were meant to be together, I would rather be alone the rest of my life. The love I had for you has been replaced by HATE and REGRET and RAGE. Our whole relationship was based on bullshit. Every time I think about you, I get pissed off. If you have read this far, I am surprised. I didn’t think you would be man enough to get past the second paragraph. I hope that you and Brandy stay together until you are ten times more in love with her than I was with you. Then I hope she shits all over you again. Her parents and friends hate you. You know in your heart she doesn’t plan on staying with you. She just wants a good fuck and someone to play daddy to Cheyenne. I really hope that she is not stupid enough to support you.

Do you remember Felicia’s neighbor, John? We took him and her home when his car got impounded in Catoosa. Well, him and me are together now. He’s twenty-one, has a good job, perfect teeth and no repulsive mole on the back of his neck. He also has the body that you want, but will never have. He can get me off with his dick. You never did, I faked it to make you feel better. It only takes him 5-10 minutes get me off by going down.

When you fucked me over you lost someone that would have done anything for you and a good friend. What goes around, comes around. Pete is in for 25 years (if you don’t remember, he is the one who raped me when I was 17) All the things Jeff has done to others and me are coming back on him. He lost his wife, kids, house, car, and his job. He started working in a machine shop a few weeks ago. July 5th his middle finger was ripped off and crushed by a drill press machine. I hate to see all that happen to him. He is my family, and I have forgiven him for the things he did to me. Whatever happens to you that is bad is well deserved. I hope that I hear about it so I can laugh my ass off.

I’ve lost fifteen more pounds and I don’t intend on stopping until I reach my goal of 120lbs-130lbs. I think my gain had a lot to do with the loss of oomph in our relationship. I will probably make it a point to see you when I reach my goal, so you can see what you threw away and never have again. Even if we are meant to be, I will fight it with every fiber of my being. I have no intention of ever being foolish enough to take your worthless ass back. Hell, for that matter, I don’t even want to be your friend. With friends like you, who needs enemies?

I am better off with you out of my life; I wish that it had happened sooner. It repulses me to think that I wanted to marry you, have your children, and spend the rest of my life with you. I can’t believe I almost killed myself over you. I have more love and respect for than I have for you. You should know what I think about him.

There are only two people in my family that doesn’t hate you: and Dena. However, both of them think you are an asshole. Dena tries not to hate people. doesn’t hate you because you were the only one of my boyfriends he really got along with. Today is his fifteenth birthday. He’s growing up. I introduced him to John. They seemed to hit it off. I hope that he will forget about you soon.

In some ways, I hate to cut you off, but it will be best for me in the end. The little part of me that still loves you, despite all you have done, will miss you. However, I will never follow my heart again or a man until I have no doubts about him or his intentions.

Goodbye Forever,

Jennifer

P.S. Send that key charm. Will it kill you to spend $0.32 on me? Do not forget about my Cypress Hill tape either. Listen to Alanis Morissette’s “you oughta know” for me. It describes my to the tee. Make sure that it is the unedited version.

Current Mood: pissed off

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