Dear Joseph Desaulnier,
  
  I am writing this letter to tell you how much I love you. Yes, I love you so much even though you are a; stinky old man masquerading as a young dude, sounds like having a asthma attack after walking for 30 seconds, probably suffering from arthritis, will have an heart attack after trying out a Sprite, having an out of date fashion cause the fuck is that outfit thats the fashion before french revolution, arent u like a baby during that era, you grew up post french revolution, thats not fashion of someone who grew up that time you decomposing french man, your shoes look ugly as fuck its a crime and your yellow cravat burns my goddamn eyes and you're probably wearing a wig and in reality is probably bald, but despite all of that, I love you, very much so, to the point I think about you everyday, seeing you makes my day 10x better, hearing you breathe heavily in my headphones to the point i can't hear the survivors makes me happy, hell watching you walk hypnotises me. Every time i see ya my brain goes empty and next thing i know im crying and is broke. I went through a very horrible meltdown because of you. I love you so much Joseph Desaulniers, and im so glad you exist.