Dear Gross Guy,

Listen up fuckwit, i’m not going to repeat myself. guilt isn’t gonna work. you can’t guilt a girl into sleeping with you. i don’t care how late you stayed up last night waiting for my call. i don’t. and i don’t care that you were angry.

sleeping with you was a goddamn mistake. i regret it everytime i hear your goddamn voice. you repulse me. you are a selfish and inconsiderate partner. the thought of having sex with you again makes my skin crawl.

i know this is harsh and cruel. i would never in a million years dream of saying such things to someone, but you aren’t getting it. when i told you all those years (what was it 3?) ago that i didn’t ever want to see you or talk to you again, i wasn’t kidding.

calling me at 9:30 this morning, not such a good idea, huh? no sympathy from the girl who didn’t fall asleep until 6 in the morning. and the guilt, the woe is me, i’m so lonely and you’re such a pretty girl i just want to spend some time with is not gonna work on me. you don’t want to spend time with me. you want to stick your dick in me and then roll over and snore until god fucking complains about the noise.

sure i admit i did it once– nope it was twice. i never claimed to be the sharpest crayon in the box. but i was a young, stupid 20something then. i am now a much more mature, sure of herself 30something [no lauging from you darling ones].

besides fuckwit, i got so much more going for me now. and never again will i allow myself to become so lonely, miserable and vulnerable to fall into bed with you.

now please, go to hell.

jodi