To me,
Remember to hide the cigarette packets and whiskey bottles before Grandma comes to visit.
Sporadically yours,
Forethought
To me,
Have you noticed how, if you squint, the blossom looks like gold-and-pink clouds miles above you? What kind of a world would be underneath that?
Whimsically yours,
Imagination
To me,
That-comma-is-wrong-that-sentence-needs-splitting-that-paragraph-break-shouldn't-be-there-oh-just-get-the-red-pen.
Pedantically yours,
Editor
To me,
Please consume something other than booze today. We're thinking of forming a union if things don't change soon.
Long-sufferingly yours,
Vital organs
To me,
Coo-ee! Your wardrobe is open and your cat could crawl in and get stuck and I bet you left the oven on and crikey you've put on weight and why would he love you?
Slyly yours,
Paranoia
Dear guys,
Please, please, please shut up for ten fucking minutes so I can sleep.
Exhaustedly yours,
Me.
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What's the difference between a duck? One of its legs is both the same.
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Join the dalek game building club, at [link]
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Nothing is ever easy
Expect the worst. Plan for the worst. Hope for the best.
thanks to Evan Chasse for making my avatar
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You remind me of the babe.
What babe?
The babe with the power.
What power?
The power of Voodoo.
Who do?
You do.
Do what?
Remind me of the babe!
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Maturity is a grown up word for a dried up world.
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~the dried tears from her silent cries stained her skin, the wall that she put up scattered through her mind, one who feels so empty will never feel whole again~
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Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
Yours.
I never thought about "yours" so much as when I started writing letters again. Whose exactly am I? Well, in all cases of salutation, I'm yours.
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I can't get lost, I don't know why..
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