March 3, 2003

44 Caliber Love Letter

Dear Self,

I love you with all of the emotion I have within me right now. I want to be together forever. Let’s die so we’ll always be with each other. Then no one can ever take you away from me.

Love,
Me

P.S. The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had

Fey Warrior

March 5, 2003

I talk to you plenty! Umm… Well, anyway, I don’t talk to anyone, really, anymore. Everytime I open my mouth, people look at me like I’m a leper. I dunno why. In other news, my left arm fell off, the other day, so I have to carry it around like a trophy. I clubbed this guy over the head with it, last night. Good times. Hope all is well!