Rick,

I wondered why your girl never came down here to make me stop writing to you. I know that she wouldn't fucking stand for me talking to you the way I do. She'd be down here in a second putting that shit down. But, you haven't told her, have you? You always were the fucking martyr. You're probably gonna keep this a dirty little secret. Big bad Negan still knows how to get under your skin. Can't imagine there would be much pity for you anyway. Your pretty boy doctor finally removed the stitches. Can't wait to start talking to you man to man. Should have just killed me, Rick. now you have to live with this.

-Negan

Rick,

Your bitchy silent treatments really fucking cute. I'm imagining what I will do when I get out of here. Who do I take out first? Who do I let live? The biggest question is, what am I going to do with you, Prick? It's a toss up between slitting your pretty throat like you did mine, finding Lucille and cracking you open or making you watch as I burn down everything you love. Let's discuss it soon, okay?

-Negan

Rick,

You really fucking think I need an army to take you out? You're getting really fucking comfortable, aren't you? Let me let you in on a little secret. I started out from nothing and I can rebuild. There's always gonna be unrest in the communities. My people are still out there. My people are still loyal, can you say the same?

-Negan

Rick,

Anyone tell you that you can't cook for shit. I know it's you fucking cooking too, your little doctor pal told me. Fucking bland as shit, Rick. You ever hear of fucking spices? How the fuck are you even alive?

-Negan

Rick,

Okay, really fucking cute. How the fuck do you burn spaghetti? You're doing this shit on purpose.

-Negan

Rick,

Time seems really weird down here. I never know what time it is? My beard is getting pretty fucking Gandalf like. How much times has passed? Is it winter yet? You weren't kidding about the cold. I can feel it down here. How are you keeping food stored when it gets this cold? You preserving shit?

-Negan

Rick,

Don't know why you brought all these extra blankets. I wasn't fucking asking for them. I was just saying that I could feel the season change and all that. I don't need shit from you. The soup's a little bland, but not bad.

-Negan

Rick,

You ever wonder what Carl would have been like if he lived to be an adult? I do.

-Negan

Negan,

Everyday.

-Rick