so i had to break the window/it just had to be/better that i break the window/than him, or her or me

So the reviews are in:

"This letter is for my own piece of mind."
so hard not to begin a reply with "I'm sure that you meant to say 'peace of mind' but whatever." that would make me mean and petty. which might not be a far stretch when you consider this:

"That alone makes you an dishonest, untrustworthy and straight up phony person to me."
oh yeah? straight up?

"I recognize bullshit when I see it. And I don't buy into pity parties."
clearly not a fan of "another bullshit day in suck city."

"And honestly, I've just grown really tired of this entire situation. This email marks the end of this. At least for me. No further email will be read or sent."
to which I say: thank fucking God!! Isn't that what I fucking wanted in the first place? Some peace and fucking quiet on the whole retarded, regretful situation. The first layer of Shellac has been brushed over my heart, kids, because rather than being sad, heartbroken Rick® I am back on the road to being bitchy fuck the world Rick® who doesn't have crushes on anyone because it all ends up sucking anyway. Fear not, I took the high road in my reply to this e-mail from Wysteria Lane... while laughing at the ridiculousness of it. This isn't even going to register on the scales, let it roll right off... because the point of the e-mail was certainly to stir up some more shit, but that's not gonna happen. It's over, I ended it (without hating, might i add?) and it can't hurt anymore than it already has, especially not because of any of the words you wrote.
Bite me, junior.
-Rick.
listening to Fiona Apple/Extraordinary Machine
reading: Ingrid Hill/Ursula, Under
watching: Gilmore Girls: Season Four