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Dear Elizabeth Edwards,

FUCK YOU. I’m sorry you have cancer and your kid died, etc. But to be honest, everyone has gone through shit like that in their lives. But not everyone sits there and lies and pretends that they are someone they are not. That they are married to someone who doesn’t exist. Fuck you for sitting by a man who you knew was cheating on you, in a time in your life when what you needed was support. Fuck you for supporting someone who is a liar and a fake. Fuck you for helping create a persona that never has existed.

I hope you beat your cancer for your kids. But at the same time, you’re just as bad as your husband.

xo,
Frangry