You made me cry so hard that my face broke out. My tears had tiny claws and ripped up my face the way your words ripped up my heart.
Live with that forever! You ruined my life!
forever,
Jonas
February 6, 2008
You made me cry so hard that my face broke out. My tears had tiny claws and ripped up my face the way your words ripped up my heart.
Live with that forever! You ruined my life!
forever,
Jonas
February 6, 2008
To my Love -
I dreamed we were walking through the city. Your fingers digging into my side, counting my ribs absentmindedly as the sky scrapers loomed overhead. Sour-faced glass panes reflecting back our shifting, sloppy grasp. Is there a reason I fit so well here? Tucked under your shoulder, shielded from the disapproving grey glares of these steel structures. Is this love, or just a distraction? Is what we have real, or just a shadow of someone else’s love, like those bobbing, sterile reflections in a cold, empty city.
Please don’t wake me.
Emma
February 1, 2008

Dear Captain Andrew,
Why were you such a jerk to me? I can’t believe I spent so much time sucking on your nasty billy-goat toes just for you to call me out like that in front of Father Ricky and Sister Barbara. How will I show my face at youth group again? You will burn in hell with your whore mother and your glutton auntie.
We’re through!
Fuck off,
Cynthia
February 1, 2008
[Written at The Blue Moon Tavern, Seattle] 
14th Sept, 2005
Bilo,
I was very upset that you falsified my move. Playing chess by mail is a game that requires honor – I know you cheated, and I will be insulted if you try to dispute this, because you know I am smarter than any moron who wouldn’t notice that shit! Yeah I’m angry! BECAUSE: instead of actually giving you my next move, I have to write to chastise you for your tricks; instead of having a good week, and looking forward to relaxing with this game, I was fired and I have been cheated by my opponent; instead of bridging the East-West/U.S.A. divide, you are widening it! I am seriously considering reporting this to the CBMF for assessment. I don’t want to, but what choice do you leave me?!!…
Well, I left that hours ago, and now I’ve returned. Here’s my best offer, or I WILL report you to the chess federation: you will replace my bishop to F9, you will make your moved with an accurate board setup, and you will removed one of your pawns.
This, and only this will continue our game and the friendship it has begun. The choice if yours.
-Karl