Irony; Food for the Indie Soul.

This is a letter to a nameless individual and their counterparts.

So uh, word on the grapevine is that you actually have cheated on your girlfriend.
Actually I know this as I heard it from the chick herself. Although I'm in utter disbelief that she'd go there because seriously, that chick is WAAAAY to good for you!
I do however, find it HILARIOUS that I was ever accused of seduction and falcified rumour spreading when you've just proved that:
1. You're a dog and no seduction is needed and
2. That those so called 'rumours' were true.

Oh irony, how I love you...ishax