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Feb 2015
Dear *******

They say you are what you eat, so am I a nothing?

Nah never mind that: first of all, I'd like to thank you for ruining my life and making it a living hell, and for making me drop out of school too.

Thank you for making me distance myself from the people who beg me to stop using You. Thank you for making people fear that I might rob or hurt them and thank you for making me hate the police and act like I don't give a ****.

Thank you for making me not to believe in compliments and for making me think they're all just lies. Thank you for the illegal foreigners who bring you to my country and offer more drugs even to our pregnant women.  
Thank you for making me believe that I'm not myself when I'm sober. Thank you for not being so cheap and affordable.
Thank you for making my family so scared for my life. Thank you for turning my body into a junk yard.
Thank you ******* for giving me ideas to break in my neighborhood and steal flat screens and jewelry just so me and you can be together...

I think about you all the time, I hope you think about me too.
Yours truly
Bra-Tee
Written by
Bra-Tee  South Africa.
(South Africa.)   
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