I don’t love you at all; on the contrary, I detest you.
You are a good-for-nothing, very ungraceful, very tactless, very tatterdemalion.
You never write to me; you don’t care for your husband; you know how happy your letters make him,
and you write him barely half-a-dozen lines, thrown off anyhow.
How, then, do you spend the livelong day, madam? What business of such importance robs you
of the time to write to your very kind lover? What inclination stifles and alienates love,
the affectionate and unvarying love which you promised me?
Who may this paragon be, this new lover who engrosses all your time, is master of your days,
and prevents you from concerning yourself about your husband? Josephine, be vigilant; one fine
night the doors will be broken in, and I shall be before you.
Truly, my dear, I am uneasy at getting no news from you. Write me four pages immediately,
and some of those charming remarks which fill my heart with the pleasures of imagination.
I hope that before long I shall clasp you in my arms, and cover you with a million kisses
as burning as if under the equator
Napoleon 1796
80sCoolture on
That letter had the same energy as writing ‘I don’t care 😒’ in your MSN status while crying to Linkin Park.
YoumoDashi on
Don’t take a bath, I’m going to return soon.
Jackie_Rabbit on
How dare you remind me that JG Club exists? Now I’ll have to rematch the whole thing.
LatterAd4175 on
I hate Napoleon but c’mon Josephine what the fuck.
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I don’t love you at all; on the contrary, I detest you.
You are a good-for-nothing, very ungraceful, very tactless, very tatterdemalion.
You never write to me; you don’t care for your husband; you know how happy your letters make him,
and you write him barely half-a-dozen lines, thrown off anyhow.
How, then, do you spend the livelong day, madam? What business of such importance robs you
of the time to write to your very kind lover? What inclination stifles and alienates love,
the affectionate and unvarying love which you promised me?
Who may this paragon be, this new lover who engrosses all your time, is master of your days,
and prevents you from concerning yourself about your husband? Josephine, be vigilant; one fine
night the doors will be broken in, and I shall be before you.
Truly, my dear, I am uneasy at getting no news from you. Write me four pages immediately,
and some of those charming remarks which fill my heart with the pleasures of imagination.
I hope that before long I shall clasp you in my arms, and cover you with a million kisses
as burning as if under the equator
Napoleon 1796
That letter had the same energy as writing ‘I don’t care 😒’ in your MSN status while crying to Linkin Park.
Don’t take a bath, I’m going to return soon.
How dare you remind me that JG Club exists? Now I’ll have to rematch the whole thing.
I hate Napoleon but c’mon Josephine what the fuck.