Dear Pinchetta,
How's Heaven? I'm good. My life sucks. My life is over. David's going back to Hamilton on Monday and I think I'm going to die. I love him so much. Theresa says I'm too young to know what love is, but if this isn't love then I don't want to feel love cuz I think it'll just kill me. David is the greatest he says he would rather die than break up with me. The most embarrassing thing happened today we were saying goodbye in his driveway and he hugged me and said "you're not wearing a bra". I almost died. I said "it's too hot to wear a bra," but that just made it worse cuz now I'm talking about my sweaty body AND that I'm a late bloomer. Crap like that sucks major, but nothing sucks as major as that he's leaving. Sometimes I wanna have a baby with him and sometimes I wanna just die, and sometimes, and these are the best times, I forget all about that he's leaving and we just talk about stuff. Like today we talked about the Prime Meridian and the Equator. About how the Prime Meridian is an apple and the Equator is a grapefruit. I love him so much.
[you can't buy this album]
Posted by Dan at July 30, 2010 6:03 PM