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Dear Justin,
It�s been a week since Sharon left me. I�m so horny. I cried last night, and I never cry.
Why won�t you return my calls?
Kevin
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Dear Kevin,
I�m so over you. You�re a pathetic closet case and you make my skin crawl. You need to get it through your head that I�m with Larz now. Me and Larz are in love and he says he�s gonna take me back to Luxemburg with him on his private jet and we�re gonna live in his beachside estate and have lots of hot cabana boys bring us cosmopolitans to refresh us all day.
So what if Larz isn�t as pretty as you? So what if Larz has a smaller dick than you? He still cums buckets and that�s more than you ever did, Captain Dribble.
Justin
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Dear Justin,
I�m sorry I slashed your tires yesterday. It�s just that you wouldn�t talk to me and I had to get your attention. You just don�t get it do you? I never want to see your faggot ass again. Never. That�s what I wanted to tell you.
So you can take your new tires and shove them up Larz� ass!
Kevin
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Dearest Kevin,
Last night was the most amazing night of my life. No boy has ever treated me so well. You were such a gentleman when you spotted me at the Dairy Queen and waited in the shadows for me to come out. I�m sorry I slapped you, but you startled me when you jumped out from behind that dumpster, eyes all crazed and wild. I know now they were wild with love. I knew you weren�t really going to cut me bad and don�t worry, even though my mom says the shirt is sliced up beyond repair, it was an old shirt. I�m sorry I had to lie to my mom about you, but at least she seemed to believe the bobcat story.
I loved how you had been thoughtful enough to clean out the back seat of the Pontiac so we�d have enough room. I love how you told me you�d make it hurt worse if I screamed for help. I�m sorry I didn�t understand what was going on, I thought you were gonna do something crazy like rape me. I didn�t understand.
My ass has stopped bleeding. Mostly stopped anyway. It still oozes a bit, but don�t you worry. The doctor says only one rib was cracked so that�s good news. My lungs DID NOT get punctured! I can�t wait to feel your touch again.
All my love,
Justin
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Dear Justin,
You tell anybody about what happened last night and I�ll hurt you even worse. I�m not your faggot boyfriend and we�re not together.
I hate you.
Kevin
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Dear Kevin,
Yesterday, I told Larz about us and he didn�t take it very well. He called me a slut and hit me in the face with my treasured rhinestone encrusted hand mirror. Then he stormed out. The mirror broke, and I have been pulling shards out of a rather ghastly gash in my cheek for a day now.
I couldn�t find any clean towels so I had to use a cum rag to clean up the blood. I�m just heart broken about it because it�s the cum rag I spat into the first time you came in my mouth. I wanted to get a hope chest and if I did? if I did get a hope chest? I was gonna put that rag right in there so I could keep it forever and always remember the first time I needed to clean your cum off my face.
Now it�s completely ruined. I could sure use a hug.
All my love,
Justin
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