Tabs might be sad.

Well anyways?

Dear villain,

How? How can you write inside yourself? Well I mean in sim city anything can happen I guess. But why? Aren't friends supposed to look out for each other? If we were ever friends. I mean your a book with some blank pages. You can't do me harm. None at all. I don't even need medication so jokes on you. I am happy. Oh and I'm moving in with him! Take that! His house is pretty cool too. It has a cute little pool as well. And he's a scientist. He'll be making big money in no time. He's even working on some alien stuff. He's pretty amazing if you ask me. And you know what the next step is? Marriage. Oh you won't be able to keep your cap on when it comes time for that. He's also been sneaking around and calling musicians and florists. Ask my opinion and it'll be soon. And I can't wait to see you suffer and there be NOTHING you can do about it. Your trash.

My Feelings (since it's just such a big deal to you): Anger as well. I'm angry you don't want to let me be happy and move on from you with my life. I don't need you. I don't need negativity. Leave. Just go.
-Tabitha
Dear girl,

Honey, your confused on how this works. I control you. You have no power. Your depressed, crazy and unstable. Can't deny that. You shouldn't put Dil in that situation. It must be awkward to find your girlfriend laying under the bed asleep for a week, oh yea I know. Your not 100% happy. You still get depressed, very depressed. That's because you're sick Tabatha. Sorry but Dil can't handle that. Come back. I've always been wonderful with crazy Tabitha. You make me grin. Even smile. And not all of the smiles are pure, sweet heart. Just you wait till I have ahold of you. Just you wait.....

My Feelings: You've got them mixed up. I feel jealousy, rage, lust. I want you. I love you. Come write your crazy across my pages some more. Or should I say, you will! Heh.

                Date: Victory
-Him

Dear you,
Okay... I will.
-Tabitha

Dear love,
Good. I knew you'd give in, my pet.