You're Weird. But I Love You.

Your dreams are weird. But I see I'm going to have to be more careful about where I store the heads of my many victims. I could stop killing, I suppose. But that would just be crazy. So no.

How's my son?

How's my pseudo-lesbian lover?

It's been days since I've seen you. That's just not cool, yo.

Love you. Forever.

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Alison:

My dreams are very weird, when I have them. As far as the head go...I'd just invest in something that holds blood better than the canvas bag. You were dripping all over the place!

Your son is fine. He played his last day of Warcraft yesterday. I have to wake him up for school in 2 hours.

Your pseudo-lesbian lover is ok as well. Altho I'd really really love to kick this damned insomnia. On the bright side, I've gotten a lot of writing done...you should read it and tell me what you think.

Dude, didn't we just see each other? No? Oh...well it's a good thing I need toilet paper. You have to take me to go buy some later :P

Love you morer!