Dear T.L.
You are despicable.
What I don't get is how you are popular. Just becuase you play football doesn't mean your cool. Just becuase you call people names behind their backs and to their faces doesn't mean you are the king of the school. You don't care about your grades. You don't work hard. You scorn people like me who care. Who work hard. Who are kind to others. I am just sick of it. Sick of it. All I have to say is that when I'm a successful teacher someday, (yeah, a teacher), you will be trying to scrape a living from working at McDonalds. I truly feel sorry for you, I mean it. I hope you realize the error in your ways, but I doubt it.
Jasmin
YOU ARE READING
Letters
RandomLetters to life. These letters are letters I've always wanted to write down. To people, ideas, anything. Some will obviously be more personal, and some are not at all. Some are humorous, some are serious. Go ahead and pick and choose because I know...
