Dear student newspaper,
Do you even read the articles before you publish them?
Dear work out,
Well done. You slaughtered me.
Dear rexburg,
You have stolen my heart. I'm yours forever.
Dear room mate,
You can't seriously have this much crap everywhere all the time can you?
Dear homework,
Argh.
Dear work,
You sucked today. Six hour shifts are unacceptable when you're just asking people about whether they like cheese or pepperoni pizza.
Dear twenty eight year old man,
I'd love it if you asked for my number. Then I could probably stop fantasizing about what our children would look like..
Der bed,
I fear we have little time together this week.
Always yours, mad
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