Monday 6 September 2010

A spiteful letter, sent to one who deserved it

Your books, I have no further use for them.

I owe you nothing.

I hope that you shall now cease to harass me with your sniping and your attempts to needle me, after all it was me who was the wronged party, despite what you may attempt to convince yourself.

I have seen fit not to pursue any "childish" vendetta against you as I simply do not wish to indulge in such trivial and worthless affairs and am, frankly, baffled that you, as the offending party in this matter should attempt to pursue one.

Your arrogance is astounding.

I can only assume that it is simply beyond your level of comprehension that I should be simply too busy with my own affairs and not in the slightest interested in yours, though I know from personal experience how such things enrage you. Perhaps you should learn your place in life.

You are a spinless coward and, for that, you have my contempt.
Hyper Smash





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