P.S: I LOVE YOU
"My dear boyfriend
Three days have passed since our last meeting. If you can call that meeting, that I was just wanted to make you a surprise visit and I found you busy. Probably learn anatomy, something about studying genitals to other women. Or maybe you have discovered a new method of resuscitation and making her face respiration mouth to mouth! Well, something still have to stick to you, if you do the second time third year medicine.
I expected to live my life as Prince Charming riding on a white horse. Dacia was good and even if you do not let me run. In the three years we were together you have to realize that and I know how to grab the shifter, little Titi Gold that you think you are. You're the only man I know to need credit in the bank to pay fines.
I've supported all the whims of man misunderstood by society, the first hipster on the block scale. I have not asked anything even when you told me that you need a "break" to find yourself. I know that in the way of spiritual retrieval you found that redhead prude from your neighborhood scale but everyone to his each methods!
I always liked your parents. Simple people, from the ax. Sorry, from the people! I particularly like your mother. I know you loved her food so much and so you made me stuffed like a goose. Lucky me I have my liver loud! Until she, I didn't heard in forever meatball soup with cinnamon. Or whatever your mother put to boil in the pot, I could not always identify what we eat.
I liked the fact that she came in visit when I had my dear world and started to reorganize my kitchen. Poor me, what I would have done without her help, if I do not put pots in chromatic order.
It was great that she staied with us one week completed, during which we couldn't have fasting willy-nilly as you could not have sex with your mother in the house. True, this was not very easy because she used to break into our bedroom in the middle of the night to ask you about the decipher of aspirin's and paracetamol's prospectus.
I will miss your father much, you know! Especially his sexist jokes about women and his belching Ghita that he drove as a compliment after every meal. I especially like how he was tolding me about his sex stories about his youth in the Polytechnic's home. Deh, intellectual family had great influence on women. Perhaps instead of foreplay he was tolding them what he always says to your mother: "The woman ... what to ask! Long hair and short mind!"
Know that I have resigned and did not fail to wear you for it. I received your email and it touched me to tears. I appreciate that you sent me a quote from your favorite movie, The Notebook, translated with Google Translate. It is the most romantic gesture you've ever done for me. I'm sure you were not as romantic nor to that madam that I saw you these last days in all its splendor in your bed. And even with that generous and redhead girl.
Do not worry about all your things have stayed with me. I've already broken the entire collection of vinyl records, DJ Bobo-who you are! And your laptop, I gave it to Alex from the ground floor. Just started high school and definitely needs a safe place to hide porn VIDEOS. I've carefully collected all the clothes and I packed nicely. I set the color as your mother liked and I sent them to a children's home in Vaslui. So if you want them back, now you know where to take them.
I'm not sorry for the this three years that I spent with you. It was a very valuable life lesson. I've grown and know how to behave in the future. I learned from this relationship not to forgive infidelity because it is a habit that will be repeated.
I learned that "love" should not be currency. I learned not to accept love with portion, sex at command and orgasm close at all. I want for you what I want for me: all the happiness in the world, but everyone in his world corner!
Do not worry that will not suffer because it is not going to happen. Maybe I'll be sad another day or two then I'll feel increasingly better. Definitely, I will find two lad strong arms to comfort me. And apropos of strong lad, your friend Andrei is still single?
P.S: I love you
P.P.S: I love myself more."
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