a break-up letter.
dear deodorant,
it is over.
i just don't feel the same way about you
that i once did.
we haven't been happy for a long time.
i know, we did the best we could,
but it is just not working out.
i could lie and say it is me,
but it is really you.
so i am leaving you.
i do love you,
but i want to see what else is out there.
i just can't commit anymore.
it wouldn't be right.
xo,
pj
p.s. all those times you let me down,
and i pretended it was okay,
i was faking.
and btw - i hate that stupid old pickup truck,
you never let me drive.
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