Dear Lord of the Heartbreakers,

I hope you find a girl exactly like you. She’ll be more risky in the way she wants to seduce you, beautiful based on your standards and will be enough to impress all your friends. What was I thinking? No…wait that’s for me to blame. I’m so utterly repulsed that I fell for you in high school. It was a bad dream and let’s not ever speak of it again.

Basically, let’s not get nostalgic of the memories between us when we see each other. If I see you, I hope don’t talk to you and you don’t start conversation talking to me. I’m glad I’m in a place where I am. It’s not enough but enough to keep me away from you.

XXX and Hate,

Peaches and Cream.

P.S. Stay away from my dreams.

I hate you, you hate me. It’s mutual. The only time you’ll have me (no not romantically) is when I’m unconscious. Need I not say more, I’m not obsessed with you. And one

more thing,you better treat your future girlfriend right.