Sep 28, 2010 14:50
Dear Universe,
Fuck you. I don't know what vendetta you have decided to pursue against me and mine, but you can knock it the fuck off now. I'm tired. I'm done. I am substituting my own reality, one filled with CopShows and MFU and blue electric dragons that will fry you to a fucking crisp before you can even get near us.
No Love,
Me
Dear Uncle Mike,
I remember lots of all good things. I remember that you were kind of crazy but you had a good reason. I remember that I was going to write a story about the hard parts, but not before you were gone so nobody would know it was about you. I really thought I'd never write that story because I thought you would live forever. I hope you and Johnny and Bruzzie are at the very best fishing spot ever with a never ending twelve pack and that Johnny has caught a lot of creepy wildlife, like he always liked to do. I will miss you.
Love,
Me
under a heavy rock,
home,
uncle johnmichael,
family,
i has a sad