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Dear Succubus of My Relative Youth...

How I wished you never had done this…

You hate me; that’s the problem. You said you loved me, and my friends said you didn’t. I should’ve listened, I shouldn’t have cursed out my friends so much for dissing you. Even your friends hated you- and did so publicly! Why didn’t I just listen…

Well, here’s my fate. I am stuck to a bed, with injections every hour for keeping me alive with the AIDS you’ve given me. At least my new prosthetic legs are in: I thought I’d never walk after you’d gotten me drunk, gave me an M80 at the Fourth of July party, and lit the match. How I should’ve learned from that… but alas, I was young and foolish.

I’ll never forgive you. I’m old, and to be honest, you aren’t worth giving a fuck anymore. You’ve driven me from my health, from my friends, from my life, and from my money. I can only hope that the same has happened to you and your illegitimate children. Thank god my parents have health insurance for me; they’re gonna outlive me anyway.

Go To Hell,
Clotifoth

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