I don’t actually know who you are. I don’t think I have a best friend or really very many friends. Sometimes I feel like I love everyone, everyone is terrific and I’m playful and I love myself for it. And sometimes I hate you all and feel so alone. Right now I just feel relaxed and apathetic. So, dear Jojo, I really love you. We didn’t talk much during finals and I feel really bad about that. It’d help if you’d come out of your house for things other then school. I can’t wait to see you in August, ahaha. Dear Terah, I wish you would move back to Tulsa. I can relate to you on drugs and sex and hilarious moments more than anyone else. It’s nice having a friend who does it too, even if you do live on the other side of the country. Dear Kate, we’re friends again after 2 months. I don’t know how that always happens. Haha. You can be so annoying when you talk in screamy screeches, the most retarded things. But also we can have the most hilarious times together and it makes my stomach ache from laughter, and the best part is I can’t even remember the jokes. I want you to comeover and try my bong soon, it’d be great. And lastly, dear Noel. So we’ve known each other for like 6 days. I completely thought you were a girl until 10 minutes after we met and I looked down at your hairy legs. THAT’S how high your voice is. But we get along so well. It’s so funny how you always say “aww, that’s cute” and call me “gurrl” and don’t notice your accidental dirty jokes. Also how your stoned 24/7.
Love to All, Audrey
