Dear Bully,
Y u so salty?
I don't understand why you keep picking on me.
In the hallway you shoved me to the cold tile floor. I think my ass is bruised.
I can't even sit right, so thanks, asshole.
I didn't even do anything to you. And I know for damn sure this isn't about junior high/middle school. YOU'RE the one who stopped talking to ME.
Even if we weren't completely friends, you were the only one who talked to me...
That is until Andrea and Melissa came along. My best friends.
