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Dear Mother,

Stop spitting venom at me -- or at least take some PMS pills or something. You are bruising me emotionally.

Although, I suppose I understand in some capacity. My mood has been swinging more than Ricky Martin's sexuality lately. Ha. Ha.

Yesterday was awesome, especially the part where I rule at bowling. Picking onions off the pizza was pretty cool. And if you were the guy in the car in front of Deja Vu....call me! :) But please be aware that I offer no commitments.

Goddamn, what exactly are sarcasm, anger and bitterness side effects of? Whatever it is, I need to stop doing it.

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