BoBbY,

I've been needing to say this for a while. It's really not yooh, it's meeh. These past 2 months have been perfect, but my heart just can't take this n e more. After taking glamour shots at the mall, I thought it was going to be 4ever, but I've been really confused lately. I think the problem is that I luv yooh, but I'm not IN LOVE with yooh. 

I'm sorry that I've been distant lately. I know yooh were mad when I took all my pictures of us off of my Xanga, but we're both leaving for skewl in the fall, and I think it's better that we go our separate ways...especially with prom coming up. I'll always remember all the gewd times we had together. =) I think Usher's Let It Burn really describes how I feel. I'm sorry Bobby. 

"I feel like this is coming to an end, and its better for me to let it go 

now than hold on and hurt you... I gotta let it burn." 

The flame died Bobby....goodbye.

Macy

Dear Trey

Remember that time we ran together on the beach? That was the only good time we had together. And even that was cut short by your problem because you're phobic of cardio. Your body dysmorphia got in the way of our relationship, Trey. You love the gym more than you love me, and it hurts.

You never stopped talking about how "skinny" you thought you were. It makes me feel like a real fat-ass, T. Seriously. What you should really be concerned with is your breath. But I guess you spend too much time lifting weights to brush your stanky teeth.

And the gifts. You were always too busy thinking about yourself to do anything nice for me. The only thing you gave was an eating disorder. Thanks for that.

What I'm trying to say, Trey, is the flame died. I'm sorry.