To She-who-shall-not-be-named:

Hey, remember me? We used to be best friends. You wasted a lot of my time & just replaced me in the end. Thanks a lot. It feels freaking fabulous with pink sparkles.

To My Dear Jaundice:

People ask me why I still like you even after almost two years, and year of that without seeing your handsome face. I never really had an answer, but it seems that now I do. I have no reason to like you. I like you for you. 

To Person reading this:

fuck off.

To Person still reading this: 

bye.