Dear Side Chick,

Congratulations on your new dude! Woo-hoo, you’ve finally won the prize. Between me and you, Love-Love: He’s a dream killer and headache in disguise.

Forget his ginormous ego too because you can’t contain it all. It’s best to block his number now, than to find those suspect smelly drawers.

On everything, God bless your soul because you inherited a mess. Don’t think we didn’t try, Love-Love. But, guys like that really ain’t about shit!

With Light,

Softly Spoken

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