Dear Marie,
I'm going to get you. You won't see it coming, you won't know if it'll be a gun to the head or a poisoned food. All you'll know is that it'll happen sometime. I don't share, sorry honey. You've seen 'rock of love' I'm like Lacey but more devious and more capable of terrible things. Because I'm not on TV. Obsession is a truly bad thing but honestly, I rock it well. And you will not get in my way of my dreams. You should probably back off before I get to mad and I can't turn back. Do you know what you put me through last time? You destroyed my whole world, you're lucky you're still breathing. Stop attempting to steal my imagination, my happiness, my being. You're wading in a pool of dark infested water that will swallow you whole. No one escapes, ever. I don't care how alike we are, you better start humming hallelujah and praying I don't choose to burn down your house. I watch enough Snapped to know how to get away with this. You're messing with a master of disaster. I refuse to just give up on this and take enough drugs I forget, I'm putting my foot down and I'm going to fight for what's mine. If it makes you feel any better, you have an advantage, and a head start. But that's okay I've won wars that are impossible to win. You say "We can be friends!" No we can't sweetie, we're matter and anti-matter, we simply cannot exist in the presence of the other. I may be the anti-matter but I'm still more important than you.
I'm not letting this destroy me, I'm letting it destroy you. I have a few plots thought out of how to get rid of you, they're all quite simple and with all the people on my side, I could get away with it. It's your turn, this is a game of jumanji, one wrong move and you are dead. Keep on your toes and watch your back because sooner or later you'll be in for it. Oh you will.
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