Dear Brother; Dear Sister
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Internal Battle.
Dear Sister,
Since I’ve seen Battle : Los Angeles, and it has become available on DVD for the general population, and we shared similar, negative reviews on the movie, I always have this urge when someone is buying it to tell them to go spend $20 on another movie. I don’t think the production team even had $20 to make the movie.
Love,
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Pro Tip 46:
Dear Brother,
When using the “bathroom mirror and camera phone” technique to take photos for a dating website, make sure the mirror is clean. Otherwise, you are not just a douche, but a gross douche.
Love,
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Good things come
Dear Brother,
Sorry I have been away for awhile. I have been learning important things such as 1) if you were abused as a child and subsequently are on many meds, it scares strangers to tell them so, 2) getting a tattoo of a jack and coke to honor your dead father does not = classy, and 3) even if i leave the window open, Edward Cullen will not leave Forks. <sigh>
Love, Sister
ps. yesterday i got to scrape putty off the wall and put sharpies in the supply cabinet. wouldn’t want to use my master’s degree too much, don’t want it to wear out.
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Moving Up. Hopefully.
Dear Sister,
I just had a really gross thought. I went from having huge dreams and being at art school, to coming home and getting a job at Walmart. How much of a downgrade is that?! I’m not saying that my dreams are gone. I still want to become an Illustrator of sorts, but it’s just a huge reality check. Ugh. I also realize that you’re not in the best place either, but we’ll get through this.
I was looking through my luggage yesterday to see if i could find my birth certificate or social security card for proof that I can work in the US for my interview tomorrow, and I had left the pictures you gave me along with the “Orange Sky” lyrics, and I read them over. And I just wanted to reply what you said to me in the car on the way home from grandma’s : “you are my home”
We can support each other all we need. In the end, the two of us can make it through anything, because we essentially have. I love you.
Brother.
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Dear Sister,
I feel like this is where we’re headed after we become famous. Big houses, breakfast rooms, favorite swimming pools, and less attractive friends to make ourselves look better.
Brother.
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Dear Brother,
Remember when this beautiful face would grace my middle school morning routine? I would would almost break a sweat making sure I could curl my bangs and style my flannel just right over my light washed jeans during commerical breaks — not able to miss a minute of my Bayside dream.
Imagine my horror when I saw this old haggard face, and borderline mullet staring back at me the other day. (I will acknowledge that the hair has been cut since this picture was taken.) But that does not excuse the fact that my beloved Zack Morris now spends his time acting in a Law and Order hack job.
It’s hard to let go of your dreams.
Sister
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Dear Brother,
I could say a lot about this video — but alas, much has already been said. However, I would like to point out a few important things which have been overlooked: 1) When you computerize your “singing” voice, please make sure it at least resembles your own, 2) someone announcing you as a celebrity, does not make it so, and 3) nude colored dance pants do not flatter anyone — especially when you are performing at the Miss Universe Pageant.
Sister.
Ps. I’m not wasting 4 minutes of my life watching stupid cat tricks.
