Letters Of A Lost Love

Splotches

Dear Sirius,

My frustration is here on paper because I'm afraid if it were to be vocal I might yell at you.

I would rather you have said no to Hogsmade than bother to walk me all the way they and dive board straight into a new girls vagina.

I was left alone to wonder around shops I could care nothing about. With no friends, no reason and no company. What is worse is you having the audacity to to suck face with someone right down my ear.

Honestly my man, you have a problem if you can't keep your dick dry for at least a day. A day you promised to spend with me.

Yours, a disappointment friend.

Ps. Ignore the splotches, they are just marks of my disappointment.