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Pink Sparkly Shoes
I love James, I honestly do. You’ve always been the one, caring and motivating me to live life to the fullest. We’ve been through so much together. And on a further personal level, you’ve become my soul mate. We are perfect for each other, we are both on the school soccer team, we fancy maths, and own Yorkies called “Suzie”! But, unfortunately, I could only cope with so much. Relationships, do not last forever, and we—that is, my friends, I—have considered every possible way in which we could make this to work. But, all the observations I’ve conducted over the past year suggest that you are incapable of being a loyal partner to me, and that is why I chose to kill you.

As of this moment, you are no longer my boyfriend. I
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Without you, I would not flatter myself, constantly noting down all of your movements and keeping notes on which girls you're with each week. Moreover, I would finally be able to go to the cinema without having to constantly lean forwards to hear what you're talking about with your friends and for once actually watch the movie! Sometimes I even forget to drink my pills and take my shots since I have to constantly wake up at 5:00 A.M every day to walk your dog and do your house chores since I know you’d forget in the morning. I also wouldn’t have to constantly go to the hospital and check if your mother is doing well. Although you did not say she was recently in a severe car crash where she suffered a head trauma, I read on your message text with your father. It truly is a shame that your Father has decided to pull the plug on her so quickly, but well, send her my best regards when you find …show more content…
You know she has an STD right?
Here’s a photo of me smiling, this is going to be me for the rest of my life. Notice how I’m genuinely glad for the first time in my life. That signifies the moment you exit this world, which will occur within the 6 minutes and thirty-seven seconds.
And here’s my favorite. As you can clearly notice, it’s a painting of me embracing all of the stuff that I will be able to enjoy without you in my life. Notice the emphasis on the pink colored shoes, they're my utmost prized possessions as they’re all I have as a reminder of my mother. They were the last gift she gave me before she died.

Look, Jay, this is a tough situation for you, no doubt. It’s not every day you’re told that your life—for which your entire sense of self-worth hinges upon—is about to come to an end by a girl with a bunch of jumbled up emotions, Frankenstein my mother used to call me, until she met the same fate as you are about to right now. In fact, it’s remarkably only one day this happens, and that day—disappointingly for you—is today, so believe me, your life can't become much worse for you going forward. Seek comfort on

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