Basically, this is a venting thing to someone who has hurt or angered you recently but you have no way of telling them. I'll start. Dear Drew Thank you for quite possibly the most emotionally draining year of my life. After a 3 year relationship of pain and misery with Luke all I wanted was a loving, caring relationship from someone I could share all of my love with. WHAT did I get? An immature, pretentious Prima Donna who goes through an identity crisis at least once a month because he "isn't famous yet" I don't know what possessed me to put up with your self-absorbed freak show bull shit for so long. Maybe it's because my last boyfriend was violent and seeing as you have never thrown a punch in your life, you seemed OK! You were worse though...I have never felt so drained and demoralized until I met you. If it were not for me, you would have lost contact with all your friends seeing as I paid for your lazy penniless arse to go meet up with them, put up with your drunken rants and I even bought you your musical equipment because I believed in you. I don't anymore though. You don't have what it takes. You have the motivation of a sloth and seem to think that acting like a total prick makes you the next Tommy Lee. It doesn't. It makes you a pain to be around and the amount of sympathetic looks I got off of your so-called friends....you don't realize just what an ass you can be at times. Acting like a so-called rock star is no substitute for actual musical talent, and wiggling around in embarrassingly tight jeans on stage IS NOT constituted as SINGING!!!! The arrogance of you doesn't annoy me so much as makes me feel sorry for you. You are in for one hard fucking fall because of your arrogance, and seeing as you can handle absolutely NO lemon life throws at you, I'm sort of glad I'm out of the way now since I won't have to put up with one of your 4 hour rants about a trivial problem. The saddest part of all this is that I love you. I love the drew I first met and was the sweetest guy....then you left college and couldn't handle the fact that the days in the smokers yard were over, and that you had to find WORK like I was doing and gave you so much money sometimes without a thank you!!! Yet despite all this I would take you back because I remember the beautiful things about you. I love you a lot, maybe in a few years when you grow up we'll be together. I love you so much Louise.