I hate you. I hope you sell it and get high from the drugs you buy and then get hit by a car. Too harsh? Oh well.
Yours truly,
Angry Girl You Randomly Attacked
Because letters are fun and many of my thoughts come out in such form. And because living in New York is fun and I am privileged to witness many a strange event. And because Rach was kind enough to share her idea.
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