Love you.

I'm sorry.

To the old group: Thank you for destroying what little self confidence I had.

To Fam/Best Friend: You the real MVP’s.

My hatred of you extends to your children who you fed via my exploitation and misery.

To every employer I've ever had:

Thanks for inadvertantly teaching me that those commies were onto something.

To my husband:

You're the best around

Nothing's gonna ever keep you down

"I hope your guilt about how you treated me makes you resolve to be a better person."

... Yeah, I know I could probably be more vulgar, but ultimately that just keeps the cycle of hate going. And besides, teenagers gonna teenager.

To my teen crush: I'm somewhat sorry for not approaching you, but you gotta understand it's not easy for a boy in this society to make any advances at all.

https://youtu.be/iZlpsneDGBQ?si=w7kXeZJAErC3tmGn

When it comes to the ones still living, I simply tell them. For example, telling my mum that I love her.

Except maybe my ex-fiancee. She did affect me more than I'd like to admit, but frankly? I don't want any contact with her, and I already told her everything that I had to.

For the deceased:

• relative 1 - I regret not spending more time with you. Drinking yerba, chatting about random stuff. Also I miss the cheesy polenta that you prepared.
• relative 2 - if you were alive, I'd probably want to get drunk with you once. (Your daughter would get mad at both of us.)
• relative 3 - I should've bought fireworks when you kicked the bucket.
• friend - dude you're THE major reason I like and enjoy music nowadays. You were always selling yourself short in this matter, but listening to you talking about songs from all the world was really great.

Thank you for everything