stupid florida

Dear Miami (yeah, you all the way down there),

Please return my friends from your sweaty and impatient grip. They are a kind folk, of mellow stock, and they deserve to be treated with caresses as tender as a baby kitten's toe pads. Compared to your 'tude, MIAMI, a New England winter can induce more feelings of warmth.

Let my people go.

Go to hell, Miami.

xsoxox heart, unicorn, flower,
A!

curses

Maybe people don't visit my blog anymore and that means I can say things like shit and fuck and ass rot and not worry about the professional implications it may have. 

Shit.
Fuck.
Ass rot.

That felt pretty good.