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Dear World,
Please verify that life really does get better after high school, because right now I can't take it anymore.
Dear grandma,
Please understand that just because my boyfriend is Indian it doesn't mean he's going to try to take me away to India and make me a Hindu, he was born and raised in America. Besides, maybe I would like to go India. It is not for you to decide and I would appreciate it if you kept your racist opinions to yourself. I love him. That's all that matters.
Dear Father Who Stiffed Me Last Night,
I watched your kids 3 from 5pm to 3am last night so you could go to that wedding. We discussed my rate per hour. You really though you could bully me into not charging you? And you thought when I wouldn't leave without my pay it would be a good idea to slap me in the hotel lobby?
Dear Honors and AP Teachers,
Please understand that students DO have a life outside of school
Dear Antidepressants,
Please start working.
Dear self-proclaimed geeks and nerds,
I was popular in high school. I pulled good grades. I did not bully people. However, because people liked me and I was never single for long, many of the "nerds" made a point to talk badly about my friends and call us horrible names. Then, when we would complain, they would call us the bullies. Most of the time, unless you are someone's friend, they don't care what you do, what you like, and what social status you think you have. The world is not always out to get out. Maybe, if you acted the way you want to be treated, people might be nicer to you.
Dear math teacher,
I will NEVER use proofs after high school.
Dear people who say "Bae",
You do realize that Bae means poop, right?
Dear Cough-drop companies,
Please make more, better tasting flavors.
Dear Who You Gonna Call?,
YOUR EX!
Dear mom,
Yes i am talking back to you, that's how a conversation works.
Dear patients,
We know that you only brush your teeth right before you come here. It doesnt work
Dear teens who like to be nostalgic about their childhood,
My childhood wasn't fun, or wonderful. It was fine, but there wasn't anything special about it.
Dear "Driving around town with the girl I love",
I see you and I'm like... You know what I'm like.
Dear Isabel,
Please understand how head over heels i am in love with you still
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