Letters Thursday

And other days as well!

Friday, September 22, 2006

American Club

Dear Class,

This get-a-way will be de-light-ful. So we all have labels? Ashley is the nark. . .Blake is the drunk. . .if we were all truthful, I'm sure I am the whore. A school trip never looked so good. . .

Love,
- Irresponsible Field Tripper

Thursday, September 07, 2006

13 Fugazi Songs and I Am Still Unconscious

Dear Late Night Licker,

Did you steal my glasses? My book is on the floor. . .did I drool on it?. . .let's not talk about it. I don't know where my highlighter is, but it's 5 AM and my light is still on and I've listened to three albums without knowing it. Let's go to bed--light off, alarm set, blanket adjusted, and you on my bosom. I can't breath, you weigh too much, and you won't stop licking my face. Get the fuck out of my room.

Love when I feel like it,
- The Bitch who Buys You Food