Dear Laurie and Michael,

I hate both of you.

Now, that's a bit hard to explain, but heres the rundown.

Michael: you've made me feel unsafe, and made me unable to leave my room for long periods of time, because you always threaten to go into it, and you do. the only good thing I imagine you capable of doing for me now is paying for my university, which is a long way off. It's evident you don't really care about me either, so don't even pretend you do. you're just a selfish dickhead who thinks he can control everyone around him. The only reason I tolerate you is because I have to, but eventually I won't. Do you think I'll keep in touch after college? after I get married? Will you even know when that happens? the way things are going, don't expect it.

Laurie: As you've said before, you're an idiot. You don't understand anything about me, and you don't even notice what i'm feeling. One thing I know is that you don't give a shit about me. It's obvious. If you did, maybe you'd try, just once. Or maybe you'd apologize for what you do instead of just acting like it never happened. Maybe you'd at least understand why I don't like spending time with you.

In conclusion, you two could do way better. Fuck you. I can't wait until I turn 18 and leave you behind.

your CHILD,

Sebastian