Dear me,

I kinda got this idea from that project from Mrs. Abisi. She's a nut but she has good ideas sometimes. Look: we both know what we look like and what we enjoy so let's cut to the fucking chase and ignore that stupid part of the project. I want to talk about him.

David is SUCH a fucking prick. What an ass, for rubbing his fucking girlfriend in my face after we've been apart for only TWO WEEKS. I hope you have better judgment than I do/did about him. You'll probably blame me (woah, that's weird, huh?) for anything that goes wrong and I don't blame you; I wish I could conveniently blame someone else, as well. But I can't so I'll just say why I feel so fucking pissed off.

I know it will probably seem melodramatic to you/me in one year but right now I constantly feel like I'm gonna throw up or choke, and it's like I just got this giant knife stabbed through my heart and back. Well, I'm a little bit before my period so that might factor in too for the back pain. I really want to hate him but for now I don't blame him at all.

I've been a jerk to him a lot and whenever I'm feeling mean or insecure, I always take it out on him. I think I deserve having to watch him be happy with someone that won't hurt him who puts out. Not that Brianna isn't nice but ah- drugs and showing breasts and ass do not a good girl make. She probably doesn't put out at all; she's probably just amazingly awesome and everything he could want. I mean, he's looked at me, like TWICE. Well, that's good considering that school has only been in for three days and it was probably more like ten times but you know how dramatic I can be. Why do I even waste my paper on him?

Angela thinks they're going to break up soon but I'm not sure. Maybe it's this God person punishing me. He doesn't seem very nice; it looks more like he's got a hair up his ass. Either way, David probably isn't worth it at all but there's that whole thing about always wanting what you can't have and shit like that. I hate High school. I hate it a lot. Hopefully, college is better.

Future Ashley (can I call you/me that?) he really sucks. Men should be ugly unless they're your soul mate or something. Then men wouldn't trick us at all. Other women wouldn't come in and steal our boyfriends/husbands etc. from any woman. It would make things a lot easier for the rest of us. I should write a letter to God and request that feature be added to life. He probably won't but it might be useful.

You know what? I DO blame him. Everything is his fault for not being a better person and that isn't my fault at all! Anyways, I'm going to find dad's handgun. I KNOW where Ms. Mine-Shit-Stinks-Less-Than-Thou's lives and I happen to notice that David has had his car parked there over night for the last couple of days. I have two bullets. Hopefully, I can get both of those dirty, bastards; fuck with the bulls and you get the horn. Fuck with the Ashley and you get the father's handgun.

Well, I need to go now. This was kinda fun. I'll write to you/me again next year!

Love,

Ashley