dear santa,

from what i understand you're an all-knowing and magical being. since you're all-knowing you must already be aware that this year totally sucked for me and yet i was still REALLY GOOD and didn't set fire to anyone or anything. this is because i have the patience of a saint. also, since you are magical you should be able to give a good girl like me any thing i want, right? ok. well i want world peace {obviously}, an amazing and fruitful 2010, and this bootleg joy division tank top that forever 21 was selling {and then quickly pulled} last winter.

thanks in advance,


  1. i can't give you that, but i can give you dramatic cat.