Dear... You Know Who You Are
F*** you.
F*** you for making me feel so alone.
F*** you for criticizing me.
Especially f*** you for never standing up for me against your horrible **** of a mother.
What did I ever do to her except be nice to her?
What did I get in return?
Social ostracisation.
I hope you enjoy your weekend with those ugly f***ing Americans that look inbred.
And your **** of an aunt who's almost as toxic as your mother. Your mother just pips her though for her insipid toxicity.
It will drive everyone away from you.
I will be gone soon and maybe then you'll realise.