Dear x,
The reason why I didn't tell you that I was active so much on another account and that account was me is because I remember your little fucking depressed shit that you can't get over.
I'm sick and tired of your little shit.
You think it only happens to you. It also happens to me.
I'm not being a bitch you, you little hoe. I'm really sick of it. I never wanted to call you "daddy" for any other reason for you being my "father". Heck, I regret that now.