Dear ——,
You are a frat boy in a vintage sweater thanks for the good time. We dont have much in common but when you are in the same room with me I get a big fat hard on.
I’m going to send you a trivial letter once a month. So that when we are in the same state we can fuck.
Dont get hit by a car
Xoxoxoxox
🖤 Lindsey
Lindsey Way (Lynz) A frat boy in a vintage sweater (shitty teen art piece)
‘shit’s bananas when you’re disinterested.’
mein kompfy sweatpants and your old sweater met their match today. they danced through our conversation, and fought the whole time i ate pancakes off the floor.
the three of us thought of you when i bit my lip, denounced god, went blind, and even when i typed this meaningless drab until six in the morning.
i think they’re going to be good(meaningless)friends.
not the kind that are nice to each others’ faces and then talk shit the moment the other has left the room.
more like the kind that meet by fucking the same mutual friend a week apart, because they are young and carefree and have tons in common like the pretty people on t.v. or the bullshit phonies in the bar down the street(what street? any street, fucking pick one)…not cause they are roach infested whores or anything.
they look so happy together.
great things are going to come of this i promise.
when you come home i’ll show you. (if i can only get these hideous stains out).
we’ll laugh till our noses bleed, the windows shatter, and our hearts fall out onto the floor.
you are mine my darling…
and the world…
yes, the world shall be ours.
-2013, frnkiero.
