Dear Rayn,
It's been like WAY 2 long. We heard you'd be in town next week and we totes require ur presen(ts/ce)! Guest wing completed, beds made, come on ova. We'll poke some smot, cat some pets, and manipedi everything just like in historical times. We dug out this little note you sent us back in 1989 when we needed some molding:
Thank God 4 Nigeria keeping us P-fucking-C. Speaking of which, who's in2 getting more email so they look way more popular...EVERY1 SHUD B!
Anyways, we know ur super duper busy but we've got all the cats lined up and w8ing which according to the NYTimes is like totally normal and all of u poodles & pits out there can just chill because and I quote, cats are the shit. Cat people have become symbolic of a community eschewed and a hyper-engagement with oneself. They represent the profound danger of growing so independent in New York that it’s not merely that you don’t need anyone — it’s that you don’t know how to need anyone.
tabbies&tuna&teardrops
ur everything fan,
BabySkinGlove
& all of our fans full of positive messages:
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