[lovelyivy84]

To the guy:

please, please, please, grow the f up. No one is impressed by what your parents own. No one believes that youare even REMOTELY ghetto. You went to boarding school and you are at this school with no financial aid, but you are just sooooo ghetto and edgy, aren't you? So someone once tried to buy crack from you? Bitch, that is NOT COOL. NO ONE THINKS THAT SHIT IS COOL. They did not let yo dumb ass into an Ivy League Institution because you could rap. Your name ain't Master Papichulo. Also, stop talking shit about my other guy friends. You know damn well why we are not cool anymore and they have nothing to do with it. Don't fault me for choosing to associate with people who can respect me as a person. I wish that you loved yourself more and stopped punishing everyone around you who gave two craps about your wellbeing.

ALSO never ever talk to me about my sorority. You had a bad experience with AKA's, so be it but in one year we did more service to the community than the four years you were with your organisation with your cat ass bros.

To that chick: Yes, we were friends. No we are not now because you are the most passive-aggressive self-centered and mind numbingly pretentious person I have ever met. Don't call me. Don't write me. Just be glad I was too nice to tell you about yourself. And please stop writing your boyfriend's papers for him and letting him pass you around to his friends, that's just sad. Do you know what your two Sorority sisters and I did when you broke up with asshole #1? We laughed! We sat down and laughed our asses off thinking about HOW MUCH SHIT YOU TALKED and how you never said boo to him when he and his new biatch acted like you weren't even in the room. DON'T LET YOUR MOUTH WRITE A CHECK THAT YO ASS CAN'T CASH. And btw, please stop telling black people that the reason you joined your GLO instead of a BGLO is because they had the highest percentage of female lawyers. We all think that is highly unsisterly and sad. I think I like the people in your org more than you do. And lastly, stay off the drugs. Prozac clearly is not helping you.

dad: Please stop trying to call me. I don't want to talk to you since I have nothing positive to say. IT was hard enough just being nice to you this Christmas. Concentrate on my lil sis, the one child that you haven't fucked up with yet and I will pray that it works out for the two of you. I just don't need you in my life. There is sucha thing as too little too late.