LUKE+ME: PT. XIII


dear luke -

hi! demoness jen here with a devileer update! things are going well here in MY SECRET PLACE (my room) re: spells and stuff. i recently almost made the light switch move. ARE YOU STONED? no, MOTHER, i am thinking about the psychic realm! DON’T FORGET YOUR HOMEWORK.

now that the prom is over, i really don't understand the point of school. they should have just let everyone die in their most awkward retarded moment ever. i heard everyone clap to little miss xian’s acceptance speech. “’CHEIVING YOUR GOALS! WOO!” i can not face them in the halls without wanting to vomit.

now the yearbook (the FEARBOOK jason calls it) will be coming out. they wouldn’t let me use ANYTHING devileer. mrs. gorsky even called me in her office! wth?! ANY REFERENCE TO SATANISM IS A CRIME, JENNIFER. it isn’t “satanism”, it’s my freedom of speech. SOME PEOPLE can vomit after lunch every day but i can’t express my religion??! so v. v. not kewl.

they finally let me put in : I AM NOT LIKE OTHER PEOPLE. duh but whatevs. jason and i are going to write devil faces in all the ones we sign. i especially want to sign CHUCK’s YB and put horns on HER picture.

recently my MOTHER has been buying these stinko fruity AVON candles which i have to use for my spells. DON’T YOU LOVE IT? IT’S CALLED I STRAW-U-BERRY MUCH! no, MOTHER, it smells like urinal cakes. i had the idea of adding something stinky so i tried my retard father’s cologne (which i think may be called aqua puke). i burned off one eyebrow. jason tells me now i always look surprised.

at least summers coming and i can be hot like you are in hell!

HATTE YA - d. jen :(:(:(

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