Igor,
You rotten
bastard - you've been sleeping with this woman - haven't you
?. Well - finito ! It's over between us. I hate you. I hope
she gives you every disease in the book, and that the end of
your dick turns into putrid puss. Don't ever write to me again.
So much for the three years we spent together, and all the poems
you wrote to me. I hate you all ! You and all your clever genetic
masturbations - why don't you make a clone of her fanny so that
you can keep it in your pocket and jerk yourself off whenever
you want to ? That's all you're worth, you stupid fart.
Your once
loving sweetheart,
T.
