Monday, June 27, 2011

Notes

Dear Face,
WTF?!  I haven't had so many pimples since I was 13.  I know I'm stressed but seriously.
Get it together.
Love, Me

Dear Cancer,
You suck.  You are killing my mom and I have no way to fight back.  That's just low.
Go away forever.
Love, Me

Dear Home Owner,
Please, please accept our bid.  I promise to be nice to your house.  Plus, weren't we just the cutest little family yesterday when you accidentally saw us leaving?  
Waiting, Me

Dear Corey,
Thank you.  You know why.
Love, Me

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