A #letter from my #uncle to my #dad about the #death of their #parents. #TearJerker
Dear future pen-pal,
I’m a twenty-three-year-old girl from St. Louis, Missouri (USA). I love traveling, reading, painting, playing the ukulele, and internetting in my underwear at odd hours of the night. I write to several of my out-of-town friends and I often send them silly, little gifts. I’m in the market for writing new people, however.
I know that we’ll just get along famously. All you have to do is write. <3
Dear White Castle,
I would very much appreciate it if you refrained from giving me a giant handful of grape jelly with my order the next time I visit your drive-thru. If someone asks for a small amount of ketchup, that is exactly what they mean. Because of this mix-up, my lap is now covered in a thick, breakfasty (if this isn’t a word already, it is now) substance. Thank you for ruining my drive home.
Today I woke up thinking over a dream I had where Analicia and I went to the mall and the zombie apocalypse fired up. She pretty much was a bad ass and killed hella zombies, I was slow to pull the trigger.
Also, I threw away his toothbrush.
This post makes me a happy girl.
Please quit changing things in Star Wars every damn time it appears on a new form of media.
…someone from Italy, Poland, Taiwan, and two from Russia.
I will be getting five more postcards from five new strangers.
You should do it, too.
I left the bar and saw that my friend had randomly parked next to me.
Honestly, I took NOTHING from his car. I was just drunk with a Sharpie and a paper plate…
I think Pokemon is the best, but I can make it number 2 for you.
True love at its best.