dear lyssa,
if myspace were a creative writing class... you'd fail.
boohoosad,
tom [creator of myspace]
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my dearest brendon urie,
though i unfortunately will not be dancing to your music live...
it doesn't change the fact that one day i will make babies to the
sound of your voice being accompanied by a drummachine and
a possible rock guitar.
mmhmm,
lyssa! at the disco
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hey yo twatmilk!,
come into town more often.
nigga out!,
douche mcnasty
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dear face,
if you don't stop being ugly i'm going to have you surgically
removed. don't laugh... i mean it this time! i may have made
the same threat a few years back after viewing my puketastic
senior pictures.. but alot has changed since then. technology
has advanced. studies have been made. tests have been run.
it's possible now. you listening face?! if the ugly doesn't cease...
your fired!
lovelove,
lyssa<3
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dear boy who smells like koolaid and sits next to me in english,
i have morals... not herpes.
if you have any more inappropriate questions you'd like to
ask.. feel free to write me a letter.. and then insert said letter
into your bum.
kthksbye,
lyssa | 
Lifetime
