Open Letter to My Boyfriend

24Dear Jack,

I always believed that we shared something special.  Your word was gospel to my ears, and when you were upset, I was upset.  When you cried, I cried.  When you had to dial 1-800-CORRECTAMOFO, I handed you the phone.  But then you left me.  You didn’t even say good-bye.

Initially, I was hurt, angry and confused, but I realized that I was still young, and there were people to meet.  After waiting for you to return, for oh so long, I decided to see other people –

raw-1 – on our “date night.”  Granted, they aren’t you, and I’m fairly certain most of them do drugs.  But I’ve grown fond of them all the same.

And now, you want to reenter my life, the night before my birthday no less, with promises that you’ll come back, and things will be the same.  You’re returning on the eve of my birthday, no less, thinking that you can pull my sentimental heart strings.  Hmph…we’ll see.

Yours Questionably,


PS – What’s up with the white girl as president.  Why yall keep killing off the brothers?  Not cool.


4 responses to “Open Letter to My Boyfriend

  1. I don’t watch shows that send subtly racist messages to viewers. Point in Fact: As soon as they killed of Mr. Eko on Lost, I stopped watching the show. As soon as I realized that the world was ALWAYS going to be in peril every time they cast a brother as the president, I pulled away from 24. As soon as I realized that in order to Save the World, muhfuckas had to Save the (white ass) Cheerleader, I decided that “Heroes” wasn’t my bag.

    I’ve been told that I have a problem.

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