Dear Bipolar,
Speaking of vacations....

Bipolar we don't belong together. I don't accept you nor our relationship or that you are a part of my life. Like a bad Vegas vacation, I go to some Pdoc and come back married to you. Till death do us part yeah right. It's a mistake, it didn't happen. Heck it was just a trip to the doc and now look at this. I won't tell a soul about it because as they say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

I don't' belong with you. I still believe we don't fit together. There must be some mistake.