best day ever. no joke.
dear pete's banana split,
you make me want to vomit
cigarettes are a good substitute
for life and other necessities.
and that was my haiku for you.
less love than usual,
-kate
kate: bricks? and nice hat
kelsey: with the hat you have on and the huge sunglasses and the angle, it makes me think of a rather derranged summer camp. like "okay kids, its time for the brick party!" "everyone got yer bricks? good!"
maryn: kate, what are you doing with a brick?? is that pete?
kelsey: dude, boobage! nice boobs. for real
me: dude, fucking STAIND! HARDCORE BITCHES!
-k
ps. dear peter gallo,
thankyou for making my day with rainbow cigarettes and bricks and one-armed men.
well, the one-armed man wasn't your idea. but still.
-kate
also: pete's friend: she's adorable! She seems french for some reason..
"odi et amo. quare id facia, fortasse requiris? nescio sed fieri sentio et excrucios" -pete.
damnit, what a good day.