Caution: strongly worded letter.
Dear person who left a pen in the washing machine,
I fucking hate you. You ruined all of my favorite clothes, the only clothes I ever wear, which are very few to begin with. How could you be so fucking stupid. Didn't you notice your clothes were also ruined? Couldn't you have taken your fucking pen out of the fucking machine? I know we are all human and make mistakes, but for FUCKS sake. And how do I know it was your pen and not mine? I do not own this type of pen, nor am I retarded and put them in my pockets and then wash them. You better hope I never find out who you are, else you will be dead and i will then soak your clothes in acid. Or steal them to compensate for mine. Once again, I hate you.
-Sarah
I fucking hate you. You ruined all of my favorite clothes, the only clothes I ever wear, which are very few to begin with. How could you be so fucking stupid. Didn't you notice your clothes were also ruined? Couldn't you have taken your fucking pen out of the fucking machine? I know we are all human and make mistakes, but for FUCKS sake. And how do I know it was your pen and not mine? I do not own this type of pen, nor am I retarded and put them in my pockets and then wash them. You better hope I never find out who you are, else you will be dead and i will then soak your clothes in acid. Or steal them to compensate for mine. Once again, I hate you.
-Sarah