dear onyx,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but I dislike you. I think I realized it When I changed tennis shoes In your camping car
and I saw you Sit on The crazy monk. I'm sure you're Senile enough to understand How awful I've felt. I'm returning Your ring to you, but I'll keep Your suicide note as a memory. You should also know that I Never openly mocked Cocaine abuse .

Go burn,
MARA