Audrina, I don't like to do bad things, and I don't like to be mean. But you've left me no choice. 

Your refusal to get a surgery you desperately need will be very bad for your health. The least you can do is promise not to skydive. I've tried to be nice, but it didn't work. This is my last option. 

We have a picture together. Right after we skydived. You are all muddy, and your clothes are covered in leaves. 

Promise me you won't skydive, or that picture is coming up on this blog. I don't know much about fame, but I know people usually don;t like to see muddy, leaf-covered people. 

You have 24 hours. 


I've gone to the dark side.