Thursday, 6 August 2009
03:38:20 PM (GMT)
Letter from Kenzie:
Happy birthday sweet cheeks.
It's that time of year again my pumpkin. (:
I love you dude.
First off I love you because you're my ghetto dirty nigger man.
I love you because you call me jesus.
I love you because whenever something like a movie is going on at a park you think
I love you because whenever we see somebody when were walking and their car window is
open we yell YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
I love it how people like hang out of their car windows like WTFFFFFFF. It's like get
I love you because whenever Sara and your dad get in a fight you just go,
"DAD IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU'RE LIKE BAWLING GET OVER IT."
I love you because whenever somebody calls themselves pretty we just both stare at
each other and go.
"WAIT. WHAT DO WE DO? "
I love it how you go. DAD YOU THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING AND THEN YOU LOOK OVER AT ME
AND GO “SOMEBODY HAD TO.”
I love you because I have seen a completely different Gabby from everyone else and I
still love it to death.
I love it how I think that is so cool.
I love how you comment peoples pictures of peoples family and go. “you guys are
I love how she messages you and goes “i know.”
I love how I used to get on your shoulders every fucking day of my life and we looked
in the mirror at ourselves and that was it, you couldn't take it.
You just let go of me and my head just smacks into the closet and It like bumps
And how you always are SO close to my bed
OH BUT NO YOU JUST DECIDE TO TURN AROUND AND DROP MY ASS WHEREVER YOU'D LIKE.
I love how at like 4:00 a.m. you wake me up and go:
I COME FROM ALABAMA WITH A BANJO ON MY KNEE. OH SUSANA OH
DON'T YOU CRY FOR ME FOR I COME FROM ALABAMA WITH A BANJO ON MY KNEEEE.
I love how you go to whole foods like every day to get vegan shit.
And when we got our salads we sit down and you go. “I HAVE TO GET UP” I was like
okay. Like then next second. “I HAVE TO GET UP” and I swear like 10 times after
that. And how you go, IS THAT OUR MAYOR? I go: NO GABBY I'M NOT LIKE DUDE "I THINK
I love how we go to jolley's pharmacy and spend like 5 hours in there and finally
come out with like the cheap ghetto bath wall paint. And we go home and try it and it
doen't even stay on. FAIL.
And why do people buy that shit. It's like dude just take a shower. You don't have to
do like art.
I love you because when we were like 2 years old we would write on little slips of
papers and write like BITCH. And like SLUT. AND WE WOULD BE LIKE, meet me at the
eiffel tower in ten. AND WE WOULD DELIVER IT TO PEOPLES MAIL BOXES, OH WE THOUGHT WE
WERE SUCH BAD KIDS.
I love you because we snuck out and totally failed. We just pulled in our bikes and
my dad was outside and he was just like get your ass inside.
Oh yeah and the best part of all is when we pull in gabby goes. “HEY BRET”