Dear Andre
You’re favorite thing this week is walnuts and falling on my iPad and chewing through my blinds and making too much noise at bedtime AND flying into my salads. So, I guess you can say we’ve had a good week.
Dear LC
You are too old to be doing kitten things; like, missing your litter tray, and thinking your food are things to play with, putting your bottom in my face gets you NOWHERE, and scratching to get your own way, and NOT SLEEPING when you’re supposed to. Please adjust according.
Dear Mick
I haven’t spoken to you in weeks! But I finally get it, it’s over, and I’m OK with that.
Let me just say that I hold my friendships dear to me. When I make friends with someone and gone the level we had, I hold them to my heart unconditionally. Maybe for you, that may be off-putting and it may not be your definition of what a friendship is; but it’s mine and I pride myself in it. I love my friends and they’re just the most gorgeous creatures I have ever been blessed to know. You are no exception. I sincerely hope that you’re happy, because that’s all you ever deserve. In fact, I KNOW you will find happiness.
It’s been an amazing eight months with you, and unintentionally we broke your six month record. So, you CAN hold a friendship longer than you think.
Thank you for the movies, coffees, the laughs, the odd dad jokes, letting me do my girl grooming on you without complaint, the smiles, the texts, the compliments, the Vodka Sunrises, calling me ‘darl’, the “chin up” texts, the deep and meaningfuls, being so cute when we argue and overall, just being my friend to begin with. You taught me a lot about myself and having your friendship has made me a better woman I am today. From the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU! You are and always will be, The Man.
Dear Banana Bread
You’ve been my new BFF this week, along side my coffee in the morning. I particularly favour you when you’re vegan, too, but won’t complain when you’re not.
Dear Triple J
Nevermind the fact that you’re the ONLY station I listen to these days, but thank you for all the awesome music you deliver all day, everyday. Keep up the good work.
Dear Chocolate
Your appearance this week only means one thing NEXT week, which I never look forward to because it’s so fucking gross!
Dear Sunburn
OK, OK… you remind me that drowning myself in sunscreen wasn’t enough. I shall buy a sunscreen bubble suit and hit the surf that way. Deal?
Dear Pizza boxes
Thank you for reminding that I’m a hardcore bachelorette, who has lost her passion for cooking because my kitchen SUCKS! Yeah, thanks for that.
Dear Homecooked Serbian Meals
Oh you good thing. Nothing is better than food from the motherland.
Dear Sleep
I’ve been making an effort to meet you more often this week, have I not? But I’m just finding that I’m not getting ENOUGH of you. Stay the night. Sleep over and sleep in the next morning. You know you want to!
Dear Future
I’m ready for you, so COME AT ME!
Happy FRIDAY!
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