Love Letter 31

 To the boy that made my life hell,

Yep. I hope that you never think of me. I hope that the universe gave you a piece of her mind. We were middle schoolers and you made sure to let me know that my body wasn't like the other girls. You made sure to throw things at me, stick stuck to me, to put things in my face, to all out humiliate me and degrade me. All because you were insecure. 

I don't have much to say except thanks for giving me a tougher skin.