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[07 Sep 2008|08:54pm]
DEAR DEBBIE,

YOU DON'T KNOW IT BUT I AM YOUR BIGGEST FAN. I OWN ALL YOUR ALBUMS AND HAVE 16 POSTERS OF YOU PUT UP AROUND MY HOUSE. I HAD 22 BUT MY MOM SAID THE ONE IN THE BATHROOM WAS TOO STIMULATING. WHATEVER THAT MEANS, SHE JUST DOES NOT KNOW HOW I REALLY FEEL FEEL FEEL. DEBBIE, I DON'T KNOW IF YOU BELIEVE IN DESTINY OR FATE BUT I'M SURE, I HAVE A GUT FEELING, THAT YOU AND I WERE SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER. WE WERE BORN TO LOSE. WE WERE TOO LOOSE FOR THIS WORLD. I JUST WANT TO SPEND OUR ETERNITY TOGETHER IN EACHOTHER'S ARMS ALL WRAPPED UP AND WARM INSIDE OF EACHOTHER. PLEASE DON'T RETURN THIS LETTER AGAIN.

FOREVER YOURS,
MARTY

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EVERYTIME I SEE YOU ALL YOU SAY IS

FUCKING...TOTALLY FUCKING....TOTALLY RIGHTEOUS. LIKE YOU'RE ALL I FUCKING THINK ABOUT OTHER THAN A FEW OTHER THINGS I AM NOT AT WILL TO DISCLOSE AT THE MOMENT....WELL, I NEVER THOUGHT THIS MOMENT WOULD HAPPEN. SERIOUSLY THIS, WELL AM I JUST TRIPPING REALLY HARD AGAIN. GOOD GOD DAMNIT. I DON'T, I'M GOING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS....WELL, WHAT IF FIRST. WELL, UM. THIS IS MY ROOM. IF I KNEW YOU WERE COMING I WOULD HAVE TIDYED UP A LITTLE MORE. OH HOW RUDE OF ME. DID YOU WANT A DRINK? I STOLE THE KEY TO MY MOM'S LIQUOR CABINET THE OTHER DAY. DID YOU WANT A HIT OFF THIS? OH MAN, YOU GOTTA MEET MY BROTHER TWEETER. BLAH, BLAH, BLAH.....

IT'S REALLY OLD...FUCK OFF.


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NEVER FORGET THE WARRIOR MEATBALL MOTHERFUCKER WHO NEVER ONCE FUCKED A MOTHER. TOOK IT HOW HE COULD GET IT. ARE YOU READY FOR SUMMER? I'M THREE MONTHS DEEP AND HONESTLY READY FOR SOME LOOSE RAMBLING UNDER THE COVERS. AGE IS ONLY AN EXCUSE. HOW COMFORTABLE ARE YOU WITH YOUR SEXUALITY AND HOW DESPERATE ARE YOU TO GET OUT OF THIS TOWN? THINK YOU CAN MAKE IT ON YOUR OWN TERMS, THINK YOU CAN MAKE IT HAPPEN WITH A SINGLE GLANCE? CUT YOUR HAIR, CLIP YOUR NAILS, WAX YOUR GUMS, AND TRIM YOUR PERSONALITY. THEN GIVE ME A CALL. UNTIL THEN LEAVE THE PIZZA BY THE DOOR, YOU FILTHY ANIMAL....HA, HERE'S A TIP, KEEP YOUR HEAD HIGH AND YOUR DREAMS LOW.
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