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Dear Words With Friends,
Ah, like a lover abandoned doth Words With Friends come crawling back into my life! You want me to take you back, Words With Friends?
The outlook for such a thing to occur is abysmal. Let’s consider my rationale, shall we?
How many times, Words With Friends, did you crap out and freeze my entire phone, rendering me unable to not only play Angry Birds (which actually WORKS after their update, unlike your unreliable ass)
If you think sending me emails with subject lines to grab my attention about some imagined, “Important,” account information is going to work, I guess you never understood me at all. Ugh, Words With Friends, you know I deleted your application.
Oh, but we did have good times together, didn’t we? The time when I beat that stranger by 300 points, and the time when I forfeited a game with a Tumblr friend, but you decided I was the winner anyway. You’re a liar, but you lied for me. And isn’t that the meaning of love?
It could be different this time. It could. I miss your alerts letting me know when it was my turn. I miss putting down complex words on great bonuses. Oh, yes, Words With Friends.
I did love you! No! I do love you, Words With Friends!!
Ah. Maybe it is I who will come crawling back to you, Words With Friends.