troubled

Dear Gary.

FUCK YOU!

How dare you make me feel like this.
I can’t believe I cried over you.
You’re not worthy of my tears. You’re not worth my time, energy and emotions.
You’re not even worthy of the time I took to write this letter.

Just because you’re a pilot, you think you’re better than me?
The fact that you’re acting like a child, that alone makes me better than you.

How dare you have the audacity to call me unprofessional and then behave the way you do.

At least I was brave enough to confront you about having a personal problem with me.
You were enough of a coward to deny it of course.

I think you’re an asshole.
A jumped-up little man with a massive ego and a toxic personality.

You’re making work a horrible environment for me.
I hate that I spend my free time away from work thinking about you.
I hate you.
And I wish you would fuck off.

– Edi