RIP
Dear Camera,
We've had tons of great times over the past year and a half. You were always there in times when a good memorable picture was needed, or even when I was just bored and wanted to snap a few shots of none other than myself. I'm so sorry I treated you poorly by shoving you at the bottom of my purse, or in my backpack. All those times I dropped my purse, you were the first to hit the ground. For that, I would like to give you my deepest regret. I never meant to hurt you in the ways I did. If I am fortunate enough to have a relative of yours, I will know better than to treat it so poorly. That's my promise to you.
I truly am sorry though for the way I treated you. I'm especially sorry for that one drunken night. I broke off your battery door, and that was the beginning of the downfall of your heath and condition. I'm still kicking myself for that one. You were tough about it though. You held strong with a little tape on top of your battery door. I'm sorry, I should have been more careful, or maybe less drunk.
I did love you though and you will always remain in my heart. The days we had together will never be forgotten and I thank you dearly for providing me with just great memories.
I love you camera. Rest In Peace.
Sincerley,
Johanna
-"Cameraless"