letters to jen

seventy-five

{17th july 2013}

dear jen,

half past twelve

and i'm watching the late show in my flat all alone

how i hate to spend the evening on my own

okay

no abba

sorry

it is half past twelve, by the way, i wasn't making that shit up

it's all real

like me

like you

like joe

like liz being dead

ha

dead

liz

sometimes i think i wouldn't mind

you know

doing that swapping thing you do

with her

maybe

oh god

did you know i'm drunk

?

the lesson to be learnt here is never to let joe

get you drinks

or

at least to ask what the fuck is that that you just gave me

remember that for me

jen

don't break up with him

don't think he could take it

don't think i could

either

i don't know why i'd care if you broke up but everything's blurry

cnat seeee whatttim' writign

heygj

hey

jne

ejnjej

jen

i like ygou

did you knw that

everyonelikesd you

you're

what'sr

what's the word

likeableeeeeeeeee

alsoi'm durnk

and liz si dead