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My dearest darling Livejournal Diary:
It is with deep regret that I tender my resignation as senior copy writer from your this company I have come to call my second home in the last, oh hwo many fucking years, let's just say five shall we for the sake of uniformity and getting to my point. Much as I enjoyed my job and found it fulfilling in every orifice, the time has come for me to take stock of things like a real adult. There is no future for us Livejournal. I am but a small voice and you oh you are the din of the crowd that always excludes me. This cannot work whatver this is and, as much as I would like to be the vessel into which you pour precious bodily fluids, I have to face the bitter reality that yes love sucks and I'm the biggest sucker of all (bad writing there but do you honestly give a fuck now that I shall no longer be under your employ).
All of the cliches apply: this hurts me more than it'll ever hurt you; i'm only doing this beczause I love you; I am empty without you. Oh Livejournal if you only knew the depths of my insanity for you you would retch.
Forever yours,
Pancy Pants
It is with deep regret that I tender my resignation as senior copy writer from your this company I have come to call my second home in the last, oh hwo many fucking years, let's just say five shall we for the sake of uniformity and getting to my point. Much as I enjoyed my job and found it fulfilling in every orifice, the time has come for me to take stock of things like a real adult. There is no future for us Livejournal. I am but a small voice and you oh you are the din of the crowd that always excludes me. This cannot work whatver this is and, as much as I would like to be the vessel into which you pour precious bodily fluids, I have to face the bitter reality that yes love sucks and I'm the biggest sucker of all (bad writing there but do you honestly give a fuck now that I shall no longer be under your employ).
All of the cliches apply: this hurts me more than it'll ever hurt you; i'm only doing this beczause I love you; I am empty without you. Oh Livejournal if you only knew the depths of my insanity for you you would retch.
Forever yours,
Pancy Pants