May you fester in the shallow cesspool of your ignorance while I
ferment in my selfish bitterness. You have not wronged me, per se. I
am merely being the jealous friend, for I have few. Your idiotic
conquest for undeserved attention has struck a nerve.
Do not grieve. I have issues of my own and you have most kindly
provided an outlet.
This is me being creative. This is you being a victim of chance. I do
not know you. You will never know this letter exists.