英文情书.doc

hey,How are you? I hope that the new semester has been treating you well. I know I didnt contact you for a long time, but then I think about it and realize that its been only a little over a week, so yeah, no biggie right? I read your sms, I read over and over again. And you know what? I dont see it. I dont see where you were right about anything. I mean, always liked you as a friend? What the heck does that line even mean? You friggin said you loved me, how artificial can you get that you would say that you could say that you love me? I mean, I dont know about you, but I did love you. I tried my best to make our time together as meaningful as we could. I was making plans of how to keep it up long distance. And well, you broke it off with me.I kept thinking that there were some emotions about us left in you, but, that didnt seem to be the case. I mean I thought that you still did care for me in that way but just were not showing it to keep it from me and show that you have moved on. But that was not the case. You stopped feeling for me long before anything. You stopped feeling for me the moment you started realizing (and correct me if I am wrong) that I would not worship at your alter all the time, I did have emotions and rights of my own and that I would make my objections heard. I mean, believe it or not, I treated you like a friggin goddess. I did things for you I didnt think I could do. I cast to the way side all my reasoning and I expended every once of my time, energy and emotions in to you. All of that for what? Nothing. You never really gave a crap about me.I am not saying you played around with me, not consciously at least, your subconscious on the other hand was hard wired totally differently.You were my first love, I really truly loved you, but that emotion, after all the things you said, and I figured out (things others have been telling me for a long time) has turned in to something quite ugly. Even after I came to the states I felt for you. Even when I started going out with Wxxxxxx I would remember you, and our times together, but you know what? Itwasntour lack of contact that erased you from my heart, it was her. She came in to my heart, and destroyed the feeling I have for all others (feelings of romantic love that is). I love her more than life itself. My life without her now would be so meaningless and hard and I dont know what I would do without her. This emotion is overwhelming. You know how she did it? She did it by loving me. And believe me, this girl, she truly loves meunconditionally, she defines those words. You know all those cute and sweet things that i used to do for you? Well guess what? She does them for me, all the time, and she makes me love her more and more. I dont know what the future holds for us. I know it will be a difficult path ahead. But unlike you, I am willing to fight for it. I want to be with her and her to be with me, forever.You are a pathetic person in this aspect, you cant fight for yourself, or anything you believe in. But then again, you are so pathetic you dont even know what to believe in. You continuously complained about your life, your parents, your siblings and your variety of semi-existing supposedly romantic interests. But you are so pathetic you can do anything about, well, anything. And it always seemed like to me that the worse people treated you, the more you liked them and grew attached to them. You know what that makes you? A masochistic attention hog. You love the pain they cause you and you are forever interested in attaining their attention, whether it is good or bad. You continuously want to earn their approval and the approval of random strangers whom you have at most talked to for may be a few seconds of your entire life, you even seek the approval of total strangers too. And to add icing on top, you do not care about what people who really care for you think. You were more concerned about how you looked to other people then to me when we were going out, you only cared about what other people who even you dont consider to be your friends think. That goes to show what a shallow human being you are. One can actually view you as being 2-dimensional, you have no depth, like a cardboard model.You used me. You used me to feed your lack of self esteem, you used me to fuel your ego. You used me to be your some one who worships me person and you used me to be your door mat. I am ashamed of myself now, I am totally ashamed that I let myself me be used like this. It was pathetic of me. My emotions totallysuppressedmy logic. And you know what? You were right, my brother does think you are bitch, he started thinking that the moment you started being cold towards me. Even Adnan though so, thats why he kept attacking you when he met you.Oh and your family, wow, they are one lot of convoluted nut cases. I mean if they really do what you say they do, they are simply mad! I mean, believe it or not, what I am going to tell you have some factual basis beyond the information you provided. Your brothers are friggin gangster class of people! I mean, they actually beat up a guy and sent him to the hospital? WOW, yeah, thats the kind of things criminals do, and its so sad that they didnt get arrested and put in jail. I bet your dad paid of the beaten up guy big time not to press charges. Speaking of whom, your dad is the biggest criminal! I mean seriously? How can you be so damn blind to your own family. Your dad is one of the richest guys in Bangladesh, he pays bribes to people left and right, and I bet he has a gang of thugs who do his biddings too. Well, may be not now, given that he has fallen in to insanity. But at theheightof power, well, yeah, he was like that. I did a little background research in to him, and wow, you have no idea how corrupted and filthy a man he is. His riches are, literally built on stealing from the poor. I bet all the land you lost when you were in Canada were actually land that your dad occupied illegally from others. National Insurance Company btw, is a semi-fraudulent company that hardly if ever pays their customers their insurance claims, there are thousands of cases like these, and the only reason they are standing is because well, your dad pays of all the political big wigs to protect him.Oh and all those big meetings and conferences you go to where you see peopleworshipinghim, well, thats because they just simply want to oil him up so they can get promotions and more money and shit like that. Dont think for a moment they actually give a crap about him, or his family for that matter. So when you went to his office for help, it was simply because you were the bosses daughter that you got all that help, no other reason.Your mom, well, I really cant blame her for anything really, she tried her best with you kids, but your dad did drive her mad as well, I still do respect her, something I cannot say for you.Oh and you know what else pisses the hell out of me? You kept going on about Shoaib this and Shoaib that but when he finally came back to Bangladesh, instead of wrapping him in your arms and telling him how much you missed him you let him go or so tell me at least. Your love for him was just as fake and he is better off with any Canadian slut then you. Wait why am I calling them sluts? I shouldnt do that. Just because someone enjoys sex and is a female doesnt mean they should be called sluts. I mean if guys do it, then its fine, but if girls do it.oh no.and who cares how they dress Sabrina? If they like to dress revealingly and that stuff makes them happy then leave them be. If you think its wrong then dont dress like that, but dont judge other people, because you of all people have no such right. On top of that, no one cares if you wear jeans and T-shirt, I mean yeah so some people in the streets stare at you, but that doesnt mean my mom of all people are going to be like oh my god there is a girl in Bangladesh who is wearing jeans and a full sleeve t-shirt. Deal with it, there are girls out there wearing even more arousing dresses, your jeans and t-shirt attire is not all that as you think it is. Oh and whats with you and being so damn materialistic nowadays? I mean I asked you what your stupid necklace was made of and you answered something like my brother gave it to me, and its very expensive like telling me yeah azfar you can never afford anything like this and when Sakif sent over his gfs diamond necklace you were having a fit over diamond necklace.ahhhh.Oh yeah, dont think I forgave you for all times you kept comparing me to Sakif, and all the other men around you. I hated it. And I never did it you, I could have made you feel like a stinking fly infested pile of shit by talking about other girls, but I didnt. You always used to get angry at me and hiss at me and snap and yell at me for such stupid things, well, I am glad that I dont have to deal with that crap anymore. I mean how could you possibly get pissed off at me for refilling your credit and saying you hardly if ever have any, which was the truth. I didnt mind, I always did you call you after all.Lastly, dont ever do this kind of thing to anyone again, and do the world a favor, dont get in to any relationships (romantic or marriage) and leave the poor men in peace, whatever they may get from being with you, the bad is far worse than the good. Because I dont think you are ready for any such thing. How can you tell me with a straight face that you always liked me as a friend and at the same time make out with me like there is no tomorrow? How can you say that and hear memasturbate over the phone and then get turned on and then masturbate yourself? How can you say that after coming to my house and doing all the things we did?How can you say we are friends when you went on top of me and kissed me and rubbed your genitals on mine and then touched mine and claiming that you were wet?Dont be mad Sabrina, we were much more than friends, and now, I have to say we reached an impasse where we are much worse then strangers. So lets see, lets see how you can forget all the things between us. Lets see how you can erase them from your mind.I know you might not reply to this email, but what the heck? I have a right to express my opinions, it is not reserved for princesses like you. Welcome to the real world Sabrina, where not everyone thinks you are an innocent little angel. Was this an abrasive, a little too mind refreshing email? Are you crying in front of the monitor Sabrina? Or are you simply being like meh, I dont give a crap what the fat ugly bastard thinks, he has served his uses? I hope you feel terrible and horrible, I hope you cry. I have half a mind to email this to Rifat and Labiba as well, but I am not evil Sabrina, I will not leave you wit