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Do you believe in fairytale? I still do not know if I do...
But I believe in us, our story and I am committed to write the world best love story with you.
if i am God, you would never exist


Dear friend,

Since the day one i met you, i thought you were the one of a kind good friend that would go all out for another friend. Thank you very much and that i have now changed my total perception towards you. I have seen how you look like now and my oh my, you are even uglier than my piece of shit when i am having diarrhea. You are one of the kind people who never fail to make me attempt to slap you inside out, upside down, and center. You are so lucky i am a very patient person. Luckily, luck the winning side is on my side. Soon, i don't have to see your worst-than-my-shit's face everyday. I am now patiently waiting for that day to come. Fret not for i shall celebrate with a few bottles of champagne and a very nice big juicy steak.

With much love (and hatred),
Sara.

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