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dear dino and taylor,
whenever we try to get together to play music, it never happens, we only record songs, we never play, we can't even remember half the shit we've done, this is lame.
love, jamie
my skin is so orange, it's not even my fault. i've gone to the beach during the day once since lifeguarding stopped last year. kristen hasss the nicest pale pretty skin. taylor and caitlin and her cousin ("ed") and i saw star wars last night and it was suuuuuch cheeeese. it reminded me of laura the whole time, that's how tacky it was. oh ouch. taylor was over and i threw a huge fit about him, as my son, being gay, because i found a ribbon he had safety pinned into a cute ribbon, and how i didn't clothe and feed him and put a roof over his head his whole life for him to turn out a, dramatic choke, H-HOMOSEXUAL. i found the ribbon he made in my bathroom and i walked out in the living room holding it up and i said to my mom "did you do this?"(just wondering) and taylor said "that was me". it was really funny because then i threw his little "home decorating" project down on the ground and stomped it into the rug saying no son of mine would become miss home decorator. i really went all out. i grabbed him by the wrist and told her i was taking him to boot camp and that her son would be back to her soon and not to cry and then i slammed the front door and yelled get in the car dont talk to me. anyway, she didn't stop watching t.v. even once. i wish she thought i were funny or different or anything at least once. she could even think i was crazy, just something. anyway, now i'm sad and i have to hang out with jordan, it's that time of the week again. fuck.
whenever we try to get together to play music, it never happens, we only record songs, we never play, we can't even remember half the shit we've done, this is lame.
love, jamie
my skin is so orange, it's not even my fault. i've gone to the beach during the day once since lifeguarding stopped last year. kristen hasss the nicest pale pretty skin. taylor and caitlin and her cousin ("ed") and i saw star wars last night and it was suuuuuch cheeeese. it reminded me of laura the whole time, that's how tacky it was. oh ouch. taylor was over and i threw a huge fit about him, as my son, being gay, because i found a ribbon he had safety pinned into a cute ribbon, and how i didn't clothe and feed him and put a roof over his head his whole life for him to turn out a, dramatic choke, H-HOMOSEXUAL. i found the ribbon he made in my bathroom and i walked out in the living room holding it up and i said to my mom "did you do this?"(just wondering) and taylor said "that was me". it was really funny because then i threw his little "home decorating" project down on the ground and stomped it into the rug saying no son of mine would become miss home decorator. i really went all out. i grabbed him by the wrist and told her i was taking him to boot camp and that her son would be back to her soon and not to cry and then i slammed the front door and yelled get in the car dont talk to me. anyway, she didn't stop watching t.v. even once. i wish she thought i were funny or different or anything at least once. she could even think i was crazy, just something. anyway, now i'm sad and i have to hang out with jordan, it's that time of the week again. fuck.