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I don’t know why I’m even bothering to write this, but since you’ve always got something to whine about, I suppose I might as well give you something to read in between all your sulking and sighing. Honestly, you’ve always been a miserable little thing, and I suppose that’s never going to change. You could turn a sunny day into a funeral march with that face of yours. You certainly take after him, I suppose—God knows he was just as useless as you. I expect you’re still sitting in whatever pitiful little hole you’ve landed yourself in, waiting for the world to feel sorry for you. Life doesn’t work like that, darling. I learned the hard way. You think I had it easy Running around, trying to keep us both afloat while you sat there expecting miracles I did what I had to do—men come and go, but at least they paid for the drinks, which is more than I can say for you. Not that you ever appreciated a damn thing I did for you. You’re always whining that I am terrible. And maybe I am, but at least I never pretended to be anything else. You think you’re different from me, but you’re not. You’ll end up just like me, scraping by, clinging to whatever scraps of affection you can find. Anyway, I won’t keep you from your grand new life. I’m off for a drink, which, let’s be honest, is exactly where you’d expect me to be. Maybe if you had a little more sense, you’d join me. But no, you’d rather sit there playing the tragic heroine. Suit yourself.