Dear keeper of the Universe,

Let's have a little chat, shall we? Step into my outside office (because I have a feeling this might take awhile and I'm going to get a little heated, so a few smokes are in order).

Originally, my opening was going to be "You owe me one" but after the recent incidents in my life, I think it's safe to say that one ain't even close to covering it. One million might be a better way to even beginning negotiations of being even. Taking away my favorite person in the world would qualify you as being pretty fucking shitty, wouldn't you say? (please don't agree with me, it will only piss me off worse. Let's just "shhh". It's my turn to talk)

So, how about we start off with the handful of requests I have? Let's make those happen. In comparison to the devastating blow you knocked me out with, I think they are pretty small favors to ask in return.

I am also highly aware of the fact that although I am a strong female, you trump me every time (being the Universe and all) but I am also quite certain you are aware that I don't take lightly to things like this fucking up my bubble. Neither of us are forces to be reckoned with really, so let's just put this past us and agree to never bumps heads again? or at the very least, not for another 20-30 years. It should take about that long to make up for this one.

xoxo


can you tell I'm in the anger stage of grief?