letter five

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august 1, 2009

hey there delilah,

we got tonight off, so we went out clubbing with a bunch of other bands in the area. everyone quickly paired off with girls and drank and danced and hooked up, while I sipped my beer that i (thankfully) hadn’t been carded for, and i watched them all dance. another guy from one of the bands we went out with called strawberry lumps (they’re a punk/new wave type band. i think you’d like them) sat with me and sipped his beer that he hadn’t been carded for, either.  

“you have a girlfriend?” he asked me, staring at strawberry lumps’ lead singer, liam, dancing with a blonde. i predicted silently that they would probably hook up later in the night.

“yep,” i answered, setting down my empty bottle. “do you?”

he nodded, “yeah. her name’s ivy. how about yours?”

“delilah,” i said, and we showed each other our wallet pictures. ivy was pretty, with a punky brown pixie cut, fair skin, and green eyes, but she was nothing compared to you. i always liked hippies like you as opposed to punk girls anyways.

i hope we stay in touch with strawberry lumps after we leave town and go our separate ways. i believe that they are destined to forever be a “bar band”, but i wish them all the best regardless.

also, do you remember how cole’s mom was pissed that he chose to drop out and tour with morning glory, since he’s only 17 and twitch, griffin, and adam are all 18? she called him last night and told him that if he didn’t come back to high school, he was no longer part of their family; however, griffin was still apart of their family. he promptly told her to fuck herself and that he would continue to chase his dream and she could send griffin all of the christmas presents she desired. for being the youngest, i think cole has the biggest balls of us all.

sometimes i even miss my family, as absent in my childhood as they might have been. mom and dad meant well. i suppose when you suddenly have a kid at 17, you really don’t know what to do. they came back, and that’s the main thing, i suppose. did you know that you’re the only one who knows about my parents, delilah? not another soul, except twitch, because he’s my oldest friend.

(you’d think i’d call him travis instead of twitch, then, because morning glory is the one that calls him twitch, but i don’t. twitch just fits him.)

i wish you could come with us on tour, delilah. you would have really loved it. damn you for choosing to further your education!

(just kidding, hee hee hee)

i’m going to ask griffin for help writing your song. i just don’t know where to start, and he’s pretty good at that stuff. contrary to popular belief, he writes most of morning glory’s love songs and adam is the one who writes the punky stuff. i hope he has some good advice.

love always from memphis

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