dear ***,

i just want to know what your f****** problem is. because you don't have to call me a slut if i busted you. and if i like someone else. what the hell do you want me to do anyway? force myself to be in love with you? and besides, my world does not revolve around you. so does ate ming's world. and besides, you have no right to treat me the way you did after i spent night after night talking to you, for you just so someone would listen. you don't know how many times i defended your name and told other people to just leave you alone. and how many times my mom got mad at me for staying up late. how many times you made me cry, how hard it was for me to say no and lose my bestfriend at the same time. and you have enough arrogance and pride to talk to me and tell me that i'm ms heavenly hannah, ms i have a perfect life and call me a slut. if i'm a slut what the hell are you? i hope nobaody as stupid and as slutty as me comes and tries to understand why you are that way. BECAUSE YOU AREN'T WORTH IT, not worth a single minute of my time. get a life.

love, (or in this case, hate)
hannah