Dear jack.

include all i said in that comment in here.

sienna likes her bag she says thanks.
my moms house is PACKED! with shit, its like living in a storage unit.
im gassy.

i gained wheight while i was there apparently.
i feel fat and dirty, i havent really wanted to try out the bathtub from hell.
i sleep in a living room.
voltaire is huge now.
i miss the taste of mother and tim tams.
its really tedious telling the story of my trip 52 times in a row.
my balls are in constant hurt mode now, i think you ruined them.
im kidding, but they do hurt alot.
they cancled my unemployment.
my dick is a circus.
i love you.

please upload as much of the photos as you can to facebook for later consumption.
please dont eat all of the ice cream at once.
please tell me you like the hair product you left.
please hurry up and get your ass over here.
please fast forward time so i can start planning my move their allready.
i hate iowa even more now.
nothing is the same.
you are my cutie pie.