dear joan
how are you. Im doing well. I am currently taking a class on the meaning of life and i realized that you gtreatly shaped my life. Back in middle school you were my middle school director. you were also a closed mind puppet who was to busy trying to please the teacher and parents that you forgot about the kids. Time after time my friends and i would come to you with logical and 100% statements about how the teachers were horrible at their job. Not one time did you listen to us. it is because of you that i first realized that people in power only look out for other people in power. your lucky i was small, if some one tried to pull the shit you did today, there would be issues. If i ever have to see you again, i hope its through a scope.
fuck you
-dylan
1 comment:
hey dylan,
given that your post functions as part of a larger school based assignment could you please clarify "microscope" or find another metaphor? otherwise your post could be interpreted as over-the-top violent.
the "fyou" could also be swapped out for something a little more thoughtful.
thanks.
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