Shit, I'm Out Of Stamps.
Dear Jesus,
At this rate there won't be anything left for you to Come Back for. We'll be a bunch of godforsaken popsicles. I'd say "chill out," (The cake...) but that would be too easy (...and now I'm eating it, too!). Fucking quit it already with the freezy-freeze thing, kay?
Luv,
Eric
At this rate there won't be anything left for you to Come Back for. We'll be a bunch of godforsaken popsicles. I'd say "chill out," (The cake...) but that would be too easy (...and now I'm eating it, too!). Fucking quit it already with the freezy-freeze thing, kay?
Luv,
Eric
posted by Unknown at 5:23 AM
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Hey Eric. Afraid I've started up a blog with a similar name to yours (just Cultural Snow). Hope your style is not cramped. And that Murakami-san would be pleased.
Love & pieces,
Drella
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