by Cassie Title
You know, it's a really unfortunate thing that there are no yoga classes after 10 p.m. Because after all of the incredibly epic shenanigans that occurred on the season finale of "The Vampire Diaries" I could definitely have used one to calm down. Seriously, I just got too wired. There was screaming at the TV, gasping at the TV, imploring the TV to replay the scenes it just aired (which, considering my lack of DVR, was fairly silly). So, with no stress-relieving outlet, I decided to take pen to paper. And, I don’t mean writing this recap. (Although, as you can see, I've done so.) I mean this:
Dear Julie Plec,
Greetings! I hope things are swell. Really, I do. Now, I know that we've had our differences—you’ve never answered my vague letters to you on the internet (which is understandable, because you don’t know I exist), and you’ve created some character arcs I wasn’t too fond of but, at the end of the day, I am obsessed with your show and would really like to talk to you about it. I know you’re very important, but I occasionally see you interacting with us common folk on the Twitter, so here’s my handle: @CassieTitle. Get at me, girl! (Seriously, you rock my world.)
Best,
Cassie
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