Dear... The-Old-Lady-with-fake-flower-in-her-hair,

you stink. you really smell bad. you should maybe take a bath. a long nice bath.
and if you can't handle being stuck on a full bus, and hear young people -- like us -- talk about our life, then get yourself a personal driver and do not ever get onto any public transit.
if you still decide to take public transportation, then be a grown up as you are -- i mean you must be ancient so you should know a little better than like us youngsters -- and shut the fuck up!
if you find us annoying, or too loud, then just tell us. don't just mumble to yourself saying "shut up" or mimicing what we talk about -- i heard you. i read your lips, even. remember, i'm young. you're old. you might have more experience in life than i do, but fuck you're stupid. young people these days aren't stupid, you know. and true, we might not have as much respect towards the elders as younger people had in YOUR time (which probably was like 1000 years ago), we still have some respect. just less. some have more. so just tell us. we can understand what you're saying -- we're old enough. just not as old as you are.
next time i catch you mumbling to yourself and saying "shut up" to us, be prepared. i won't be a nice girl the next time. i will seriously tell you to fuck off and verbally abuse you in public -- in front of everyone.




Dear... Life

why do you have to always have multiple paths to choose from? why can't you just be a one long trail and let us have our life the easiest way possible? stop being so mean!





Dear... God

i'm sorry but i really hate you right now
for creating life, for creating me, for being God!
arg!
if you're god, can you please kill me now? like re-write your story so that i die now? i've had enough of 'life', apparently the great gift you could ever give us.
again, i apologize, but i don't think it's the greatest give you could ever give us. i'm not enjoying my life. it sucks.
it sucks big time.