Letters from tons of people to tons of other people, places, things, ideas, feelings, and anything else they can think of. Written in varying states of mind...

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Dear JD,

We want to FUCK YOU so much! Why didn't you look at us at all that night we stood next to you? If you had talked to us, we would have had sex with you. Really. Annie is good. Yeah? We know we're only 18 (and that is young) and we're basically hipsters, but we eat Lego candy from Old Orchard beach. So we have Lego Candy Kisses. We are really drunk. But who cares. Go Sundays with no liquor stores so we have to have Colt 45! It's better than those other losers at our school who have no alcohol cause their connection is gay Russian boy. We hate "Perch," he is a gay backstabber. You are hott. HOTT! Come back to the Boston area. We lovelovelove you! We do. Indeed. We know who Cobrasnake is. Even though you've never been on Cobrasnake you shitty Perry loser.

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