Dear Mr.Player

Letter 05/ Mr.Players letter 03

Dear Mr.Player,

Ok, I know I said that I would stop writing letters to you.

But I was wrong.

I just can't stop myself from insulting a dirty, sexist, shallow-minded pig like you.

No offense.

Actually, take offense, I wouldn't mind.

I think the reason these letters are becoming the highlights of my day, is because, usually, I'm sweet and kind.

That's because I'm forced to be.

These stupid letters, let me be me.

A girl who is confident, extravagant, and fearless, and not sympathetic about destroying you.

Destroying you in grace and class.

I am a "lady", after all.

So, in a way, I should be thanking you.

But I'm not going to.

Love,
Not a Fan

-...-.....-....-......-.....-

Dear weirdly violent girl,

Wow.

That was the most deepest thing I've read in ages.

Im sobbing, really.

You really are weird aren't you?

So your weird, violent, bipolar, and use words like "extravagant".

Hmm, that pretty much eliminates 60 percent of the girls in our school.

But the thing is, it seems like you're a bit attached to our daily letters, don't you think?

You must be some random chick, who's pretending she doesn't like me just to catch my attention.

You're probably obsessed with me.

....which brings me to the conclusion, that you could be any of the girls in the school.

Because, sweetheart, let's be honest.....

You either love me already

Or you're beginning to love me.

One way or another, I still end up winning.

I was the king, I am the king, and I will always be the king.

And you?

Hmm, every king needs a court jester.

Wanna sign up?

Sincerely,

"Mr.Player"