via J. Brotherlove:
List up to ten (10) things you want to say to ten (10) different people. Do not state who these people are. Do not confirm or deny any 'comment speculation':

1. All it takes is a visit to another city and having a great time to make a person stop talking to you, returning your phone calls or answering your IMs. God, I could bottle what we have and call it "Reversion".
2. Glad to see you're at least forging a semblance of what it means to "do better". How's that shiny new bauble you bought with my money faring you?
3. If all it took was three days and $200 to piss you off, then I consider it money well spent. For the record, I'm through with your ass too. Keep on spinnin'!
4. Used to be homie, used to be my ace. Now I can't even vaguely mention an incident without you getting up in my face. Haven't you forgotten that I'm only evil when provoked or how I even helped you get where you are today? Kids these days.
5. I'm not mad at you. My bank account just can't afford to hang out with y'all anymore.
6. No more words. Really, wasting my patented blend of barbs and spites on you is hardly worth the effort. Should you ever wise up and realize you missed out on a good thing, then I'll be here. To slam the door in your face.
7. Could it be that it was all so simple then? Or has time erased every line? Time to take things to step two, bucko. Saddle up. I'll take the plunge if you will.
8. Goddamn, I hate you. I mean really hate you. I mean hate you like one human being shouldn't be able to hate another human being without resorting to garroting you with piano wire or just killing you with an upward fist to the nose. However, you sadly make my way of life possible right now, and because of that, I guess I'm inclined to like you. Bitch.
9. I really wish we could hang out again. But alas, you're too cool to be seen with me and prefer to relegate me to the status of "Internet Friend". We live less than five miles from each other — come on! Then again, I'd be too liable to "be myself", which would put you off and wonder why I'm so different than every other guy you've met. God, how does it feel to be such a simpering coward?
10. You know, if you're so worried about me, would it hurt you to pick up the phone every now and again and call a brotha? Jesus H. Christ, I've got three phone numbers, two VoIP numbers, five e-mail addresses and four IM screennames. I can be reached.