To the man who broke my beautiful friend’s heart,
One week ago, I didn’t expect to be writing this letter to you. Why would I? She was blissfully happy and you, in my books, were delightful.
While this was just some twisted chapter in your autobiography of sexploits, I have witnessed the rollercoaster. The nervous butterflies, the happiness, the love, and now the aftermath – which will be a puddle of tears and drunken renditions of Since U Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson.
Let it be said that I would tell you this to your face, but I can’t. You see, it turns out society doesn’t look favourably upon angry women (that’s me!) showing up on a dude’s front doorstep and verbally abusing him for crushing their friend’s heart.
