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...

Monday, August 11, 2008

Dear Chris Purcell,

Please, please, please, please fuck me.  I fucking love you more than anything.  Honestly, if you came to my house and said, "Please fuck me now," I would ripe off my clothes and do you immediately.  I want you. 

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