Justin I hope that wherever you are that one day you read this. So perhaps you can feel the similar pain that I experience on a daily basis.
Just known that even though I have never met you, I hate you, with every fiber of my being as one might say. Its not your fault really, it has nothing to do with your wonderful performances in your films (of which I am a fan of). Or anything youve done in your life, physically, artistically, socially, or privately. No the reason I hate you Justin Bartha is because you posses something I dont. Something I worked for to achieve for many years but never did, and as far as Im concerned youve made it impossible to acquire what you possess because you have set the so called "standard" irrevicably high.
What you possess is a heart, not a literal heart, for I do not wish to declare you a murderer or cannibal or anything of the sort. It is a metaphorical heart you may say. It is the heart of the woman I love.
Like I mentioned before its not your fault, not your fault that you possess a power over her that I don't. However I cannot help but feel a certain bitterness, or contempt toward you. You see if you were to show up to her doorstep holding a singular yellow rose, she would jump up, wrap her legs around your waist, throw her arms around your neck and kiss you. (And between you me and the wall, probably more) If I showed up to her doorstep with a dozen roses, a limo, a string quartet playing love songs, a collection of poems and songs I've written about her, spotlights and lasers, a pool of trained dolphins doing tricks through flaming hoops, and f-16's doing aerial acrobatics choreagraphed to the music of her favorite band. I wouldnt get even a second glance.
So do you see where my hate stems from. Yes you may call me a pathetic loser and say that I should get a life or a new girl. But being in my position its not as easy to find a girl attracted to you when youre not the handsome and talented Justin Bartha. I have my talents yes, and Ive been told they are wonderful, that I am indeed truly talented, why then does she look past me and straight on to you?
So to wrap this up I would like to remind you once again that I loathe you, and dont feel too bad, because it is after all not your fault. However if you would like to know who she is for a free fling, please let me know. Cause nothing would please me more than to bring you to her doorstep as a gift than proceed to watch her run straight past me right to you.
Good day to you Justin Bartha and congratulations on your success.