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Dear Assbutt Douchenozzle Anders,
You're cordially invited to stop messing around with my emotions. You had your chance and like a coward, ran away when it got too difficult. Couldn't you handle wanting your best friends, little sister? You didn't want me bad enough?
Like I said-coward.
Well, guess what? You lost your chance and now I'm engaged to someone who isn't you. Thank. God. But I'm going to be the bigger person here-for the sake of my brother-and truly hope you can make the wedding, and join in on all of the festivities. I hope you don't choke on the champagne. Or do. Whatever.
Sincerely,The One Who Got Away Giselle
