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best_goodbye_letter_ever
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bethany
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Dear B, Somehow that is less insidious than Johnathon...yes. I want to thank you for your taste in movies. How you pull me under at 4 am. Keeping butts in your pocket instead of the floor Letting your big head let me understand you intermittently. Elvis Costello appreciation _pump it up_ will always get me in da mood. I'm sorry, I lost your glasses. You made me smoke weed less. making me quit "stoges" but you still smoke? That you hate pencil. No tan lines tonight and the champange. That I never siad anything nice to you like this. But_ "I gotta shut my eyes coz i can't get you outta my sight" and you knew that. But i've always known you've been hung up on some one else. It scared me when you quit that job for me. In your pajamas even, my hang up was that important to you that scared me butyou made me laugh when 15 min later and looking like you just fucked me, it was done, pump it up now i'm moving on and i know we were never attached coz i would have run for the hills it's sad i've got to lose you guess coz i'm leaving but i just can't think of other guys touching you, your videos, your bucket seat but i know that you still love him, and you're crazy for it but, annie, i hope he's the one for you forevermore- J
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020605
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my version reads like this:
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go fuck yourself.
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020605
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what's it to you?
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