Welcome to the Desperate Letters of a Madman, where the lines between sanity and madness are blurred beyond recognition. I'm writing to you because I have no other option. The voices in my head are too loud, and the cats are not cooperating.
To Whomever It May Concern (or whoever it may be),
Stop it with the voices, they're getting on my nerves.
Dear Sis-in-Law of the Damned,
I hope this letter finds you well. I'm writing to inform you that your husband is still wearing the same socks from 1997. I thought you should know.
Best,
Desperate Son