THIS IS FROM MY 7TH FORM BALL

UNDERAGE DRINKIN'. DON'T TELL DA COPS.

SEPTEMBER 11: WE WILL NEVER FORGET

hello auckland. you wash my pants and put them in the drier and make them tight, all huggy around my thighs and ankles and bum. you have two cats and a cool mother who drinks wine with ice cubes and smokes menthol cigarettes. she struggles to pronounce my name and i think it's cute. do-ree-ann. sorry for bringing strange boys into your house, but thanks for putting up with me. we will dance and dress up tomorrow night and have fun. i will buy you a burger afterwards.

23 shakers to go crazy to!

MIX CDS = TRULUV

NEXT PIT STOP I MIGHT JUST LOSE MY MIND!
1. the oh sees - block of ice
2. beehive and the barracudas - whip out my pistol
3. the monks - boys are boys and girls are choice
4. melt-banana - cat brain land
5. boris - woman on the screen
6. the intelligence - deuteronomy
7. ponytail - dear god please make my eyes into one
8. the okmoniks - rustle up some action
9. comets on fire - got a feelin'
10. big black - grinder
11. unwound - lucky acid
12. the melvins - civilized worm
13. mainliner - cockamamie
14. christine 23 onna - top of spot
15. the dead c - power
16. black dice - smiling off
17. octopus project + black moth super rainbow - elq milq
18. master musicians of bukkake - invisible order
19. i.u.d - goat pussy
20. mayhem - witching hour
21. sun city girls - batman theme
22. esg - you make no sense
23. gang gang dance - nomad for love (cannibal)

OWEN PLUMMER = TRULUV

what a cool guy

kick the can

hello i found this letter i wrote you ages ago i think i found it scrunched up behind a pile of underwear maybe but i can't really remember anyways it sounds a lot like i wrote it when i was high or something because i sound pretty hungry even though pot is the grossest thing ever anyway i guess it makes sense that this letter was forgotten about cos i was high and probably really hungry

dear q,
i wish you were still kicking around because don't you think it would be cool if we went on adventure to petone right now?? we could drink coke 'til our throats start bleeding and take pictures. then after our long adventure and almost dying on the motorway because neither of us know how to drive we could go and eat burger king and spaghetti bolognaise and fried rice and chips & dip and spinach, garlic & cheese toasties and cake and garlic mushrooms and cake and bacon and cake and bacon and fritters and cherry tomatoes and marinated artichokes and cheese and saag paneer and mango chicken and scrambled eggs and cake and bacon and french toast and roast duck and cake and bacon and chicken feet and other yum char tasties together. eating with someone is cool and maybe important. oh i miss you. eating with a book or television is lonelies, it is almost like there is no point. oh i have had horrible run-ins with married men lately and i want to tell you all about it.
love,
me

ps. look at this cake, i would have made this for your birthday even though i am not sure if you really deserve it.

SUP HOTNESS

I WANT 2 EAT UR MEAT

DEAR BOYFRIEND

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