no...please no...oh dear. |
dear english class,although i have been trying to avoid you for two years the time has come where i am being forced against my will to take you. force would not however be needed if this was not the ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 21:05:00 GMT |
and then there was existence |
dear the universe,im sorry that most people take you as a whole for granted. i just wanted to let you know that i contemplate your existence quite frequently and enjoy it thoroughly. the fact that t...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 11:25:00 GMT |
kickin’ my brains around the floor |
dear urban outfitters,when your models (who are obviously skinny) look fat in the "fashions" you provide, theres a pretty good chance that every other girl on the planet who attempts to wear it, will ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 15:09:00 GMT |
holding court in my gut |
dear seven in the morning,that is allsincerely,rachel
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 07:18:00 GMT |
stupid. |
its pretty weird that it all accumulated to this.ive got no words that youll understand.i wouldnt either thoughso its ok.
Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 21:16:00 GMT |
oh what a wonderful |
dear bodily functions,you are pretty hilarious.sincerely,rachel
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 10:44:00 GMT |
the devil hates snow |
although the sun meltsand the grass has sheenthe streets filled with lifefree of diseaseim still sickwelcome homethere are drinks to be consumedthere is work to be donepictures to be madenotes to be h...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 11:42:00 GMT |
truly. stop |
dear CEC (the company the runs brooks),FUCK YOU. seriously, the ads found on myspace are so freaking horrible. how about, develop the skills and knowledge to feather your selections. (and apparentl...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 08:00:00 GMT |
back to california |
i am sad to go homebut i am sad to stayi looked at the weatherit will be beautifullike always...i hate coming and i hate going....im tired, im nervous...at least my flightmight be somewhat relaxing, w...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 17:28:00 GMT |
tisk tisk the air is brisk |
part Iwell i guess there are a million things to sayand i could spend the time to personify my thoughtsinto body parts, snow storms, leaves and treesbut i cant seem to find enough clever wordsto subtl...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 15:36:00 GMT |
