letters i'll never send.

dear boy who thinks he is a rockstar,
yes, you are the best guitar player i have ever known personally. that is if you dont count an hour encounter with tom morello of rage agaisnt the machine. but do not treat me like a stupid groupie. you are not getting in my pants. i am not going to compliment you on shit you already know is good. and no im not going to that show because you are going to be there. however if you offer to help me refine my bass playing skills, or to fool around with your mixer, or want to collaborate on somethign ewith me, other than physically or egotistically jerking you off, i will be more than willinng to comply.
heart,
lady who likes your music but hates talking to you.

dear old friend,
thank you. i'm willing to take baby steps. and if you dont want/need/ are not ready for having "the talk" for a long time, thats okay. i want more than anything to be there for you through this stressfull time. if i can help you in anyway let me know.
and i'm baking you a Toffutti cheesecake soon, cause being lactose intolerant sucks, esp for you:(
love,
yr wench

dear boss,
i need more hours this week okay?
-heart
-computer kid/token female employee

dear weather,
stop being cold and snowy.
-vicky

dear kids in brooklyn,
i want to see you before i go back to school but im shy about calling. so call me.
-vicky from lang island.

dear political prisoners i write to,

if i could recieve 1 letter back from any of you, it will make my day.
-vicky


dear spirit of the world/ force,
thank you for hearing me out and being good to me lately
love
the pagan cat lady,