I dislike you.
You’re a bully.
You’ve kept me under your thumb for 11 straight months. And there’s nothing I can do about it.
Go fuck yourself.
Let’s pretend we are old friends. Fake it till you make it, right?
I’m a writer at heart but I keep forgetting that, so I would like to work on that with you.
I used to read non – fiction for fun and have personal projects. I’d like to revisit that with you.
I have a bucket list I want to tackle with you.
2013 and I discovered the joy of having fun, which is the only way I was able to survive 2014, and I’d like to grow this concept more with you.
I have high hopes for you and I’m eager to see what you open up for me.