• Dear _________,
    I want to tell you This is the Best Day Ever, but I’m Not Okay because I Don’t Love You. It’s Not a Fashion Statement, It’s a Death Wish and, Honey, This Mirror Isn’t Big Enough for the Both of Us. Thank You For The Venom that spread through my Blood. To The End, I’ve been learning my Drowning Lessons, so Heaven Help Us when your Mama, Helena, finds out.

    Vampires Will Never Hurt You, but Teenagers will. So let’s Hang ‘Em High in Cubicles and Give ‘Em Hell, Kid. We’ll have to blame it on Cancer. Do You Know What They Do to Guys like Us in Prison? That’s why I Never Told You What I Do For a Living. Those will be my Famous Last Words after I Kill All Your Friends and see the Ghost of You. The Jetset of Life is Gonna Kill You first, probably. Well, we always were Demolition Lovers. Haha! You’re not really Headfirst for Halos. Well, I’ll see you at The Black Parade in Cemetery Drive. I’ll be singing the Interlude of the Disenchanted Desert Song during the Early Sunsets over Monroeville.


    Sincerely,
    __________________