Dear Ex Girlfriend,
I dumped you six months ago for the reasons listed herein. Since then I have been having a great time and not giving a shit about you till a couple weeks ago when I decided to log into your Hotmail account (yup I know your password) and I was astonished to find you have moved on and found a new boyfriend. I read the letters you wrote him and I must say I felt a twinge on jealousy and betrayal. The tender words were almost exactly the same type of stuff you wrote to me. I have since changed my mind and have begun thinking that I might want you back but you have told me No and that you are in love with someone else. To avoid unbearable heartbreak and pathetic begging I have needed to remind myself of the reasons I dumped you in the first place:
1) I hate your fuckin kids.
There I said it. God that feels like a weight off. I hate how they walk all over you cause you're a shitty disciplinarian and parent. Don't get me wrong their father is too. You two are classic examples of who shouldn't have kids. I hated how the kids always seemed to know the precise moment I was entering your pussy from behind and would knock on the bedroom door talking some shit about needing a drink of water. I hate the way your 4 year old gave me stink eye as she gobbled down the Happy Meal I bought for her. Remember the time she told me "My daddy says youre a bad guy" Fuck your daddy! I hate the way they threw tantrums at the mall. It was embarrassing. I resent you for getting pregnant at 16 by a 19 year old guy. Where the fuck were your parents?
2) Your teeth
Come on...Go to the fuckin dentist. Brush the teeth all the way in the back of your mouth. Thanks where the funk is. And floss. Your gums will bleed like hell the first few times but you'll get used to it.
3) Take out your fucking trash
Why is it that every time I went over there your trash was overflowing. God damn! And clean that fuckin house. If you and I ever got married I'd fuckin go threw that house with a shovel. Anything you or the kids left on the floor would be gone.
4) Your new boyfriend
So I did a little research and found out your new boyfriend is 21, separated from his wife, has no job and no car. Wow. Excellent choice Einstein. You two fuckers are made for each other. Perhaps he will put up with your tacky Wal-Mart lifestyle and your constant moaning about being a broke single mother. By the way, I got into his email too. You might want to tell him to choose a better password than your first name. My buddy and I are thinking of posing as a woman and getting him to send us pictures of his junk which we will then forward to you.
4) Your mother
I never told you this because I loved you and didnt want you to be humiliated- Your fat, toothless, disgusting mother hit on me- Twice! If it werent for my good christian values I'd go hate fuck her right now and polish her off with a carefully squared donkey punch. While I'm on the subject...your brother Donald is a fuckin 80's poser. No one wears jean jackets with Dokken patches on them anymore...No one. Your brother Scott is also a fuckin genius. Tell him to pay his child support.
5) Your intelligence
How is it that your earned a high school diploma and an associates degree? Honestly? I smile fondly when I remember that time at the Discovery Channel store you intently studied a map of the western hemisphere trying to locate Iraq. That was fuckin priceless. How is it you dont know where on your body your labia is located? You have no conversational wit and know absolutely nothing about the world. Unless I took you, you have never been anywhere or done anything. You fail to see subtle humor and irony in things which is why you think "The Office" is a stupid show and everyone else thinks it's brilliant television. You don't like stand up comedy cause you don't get the jokes.
6) You're a dead fuck
When we first met you thought sex was dirty. You only did missionary and never blew me and would NEVER let me go down on you. I could fuck you all I wanted and you never made a fuckin peep. I taught you all there is to know about sex. Make sure to tell your new boyfriend that the only reason you can even achieve an orgasm is cause I taught you. Make sure when you suck his dick you use the variation methods we discussed.
7) Stop wearing belly-shirts
Just...stop... you dont have the body for it. Work on some diet and exercise. Stop eating Fruity Vampires for breakfast, you're a grown woman for Christ sake.
All in all I miss you though. If you were to call right now and want me back I'd be pretty tempted cause I have convinced myself I cant do any better. Oh and by the way...the dirty pictures I took of you-I put them on the internet...no one's impressed.
Love,
the guy that used to mean the world to you.