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After all, we're "Bitch-Sisters"

Dear bitches,
Yeah, you’re right. It addresses you. You people must have stripped my total personality and hammered it until it turned unmendable. And kudos for your success! You made me cry, you made me shout, swear, run and most of all you have made me so angry that I could just kill! Yeah pretty strong coming from the very innocent, harmless, ignorant and immature teenager, isn’t it? Well, I credit you for the very pronounced change I’m going through and the hell that you’re gonna face soon. You’re 100% responsible for making me see and be best of buddies with bitch in me. I’ll be forever thankful to you guys for that coz if it weren’t had been for you, I’d still be sitting alone somewhere and crying my eyes out over some stupid, trivial yakking you’ll so famously keep doing. No worries now! I’ve joined your small community and as an active member now, I guess, I too, am deemed to be tagged as a snobbish bitch. Doesn’t matter. What’s in a name? You should know that better, right. Anyways, I write this letter to inform all my bitch-sisters to welcome this new entrant with open arms (or crisp and mind-wracking gossip in your case) coz this bitch is here to stay.
Your's truly,
xyz.
P.S.: no offence but can you just inform me you have your next bitching session? Gotta keep myself updated :)

Comments

MangoMan said…
one, by regularity i didnt intend to say a post everyday...but trust me, its awesome this frquency....keep it up and running!

two, told ya, i'll love ur snobbish avatar!

three, i dint get stuff abt the community part...but guess i wasn't supposed to.

high five o/\o
March 23, 2010 at 1:08 PM
Dreamcatcher said…
actually abt d regularity part-iv got my exams now n my traitor mind has to flood with ideas just when m supposed to be burying myself in my books....but can't ignore dem too rite..
n yeah ...d community is a private group of the most active bitches...if you gettin what m sayin..;)
March 24, 2010 at 2:17 AM
sonal lohia said…
this is like so awsome... i wanna copy it n post it on my blog
April 12, 2010 at 11:50 PM
Dreamcatcher said…
sonal: sure you can..just dont fail to mention me in it..hehe...:P
May 4, 2010 at 9:35 AM
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