Dear tom:

I don't really know how to tell you this, but the mafia wants you. I think I realized it when i tripped on sesame seeds,in your aapartment and I saw you sitting on my best frined. I'm sure you're middle class enough to understand how awful i felt. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep your photo as a memory. You should also know that I always will remember you cocaine abuser.

Good luck on your short-term leave from jail
-luv amy-


stole from yukilefay's journal <<so all the credit and the laughs goes to her not me