An open letter.

Have you ever had that feeling, where you just really want to shout something at someone, but you can't? Have you ever been so mad at someone that you make up speeches in your head, and imagine yourself delivering those speaches to the person it's directed at, while the person just sort of stands/sits thare, mouth gaping, looking like an idiot, being totally pwnd?

I have. In fact I'm feeling that quite a lot recently. I made up a pretty decent speach in my head today, as a matter of fact, that I have composed as a letter for you all to enjoy. It goes something like this:


Dear You.
Could you kindly shove your head up your own a**?
It's just that you are positively the most dreadful, uninteresting and all-round awful person I know, and I'd really like it if you just generally kept yourself as far away from me as possible, if you could. So would you please make an effort to just sort of not be anywhere near me, at all times? I sure as hell make an effort to be as far away from you as I physically can at any given point in my life.
Yours hatefully,
   -Me.

What do you think? Isn't it lovely?

And yes, I'm sorry, everyone, for sort of shoveling all this... well, hatred, I suppose, onto you all like this. Only it's been on my mind rather a lot, and I'm sort of hoping that letting it out here will make me feel slightly better. Anyway, no, I'm not telling you who this is. And no, in all probability, it's not you. If you're not certain, then it's not you.

-42% V