Dear Monday,
I'm sorry I'm not doing this face to face, but I guess that's one of the problems.
I just can't face you anymore.
It's not you, it's me.
We want different things.
The whole time I'm with you I'm thinking about Friday.
It's just not fair to you, so I'm breaking up with you.
I don't really know what else to say.
I just can't do this anymore.
Sorry
See you around
Maybe
x
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