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dear raymi

this is what nxne is really all about. shitfaced on sidewalks with your friends doing stupid stuff. actually that is what everything is really all about. i didn’t even pick up my priority pass. i did the LOOK I HAVE A PRIORITY PASS BUT I AM SO BUSY I COULDN’T EVEN GET IT CAN YOU JUST LET ME IN ALREADY JESUS. worked.

Hi Raymi,

My name is Ally and I’m a 20 year old art student. I started reading your blog because I’ve had no luck getting a job this summer. I guess that doesn’t sound like a compliment, but that is how I meant it. You’ve been incredibly entertaining in this shitty period of my life. Anyway, I don’t really know what to say here. I like how normal you are (in that you are not normal at all, if that makes sense), because the only blogs i really ever looked at before were those snobby fashion blogs run by girls who are already super fucking rich, and talk about frugality when to them it means going to a vintage store and spending $75 on an old t-shirt, you know? Then these girls get like, modeling campaigns and book deals and shit on top of already being loaded, and not really having any talents. I hate those bitches (okay not really, i’m just incredibly jealous of people who don’t have to worry about money). But then you are out there living your life, even when you feel bad or depressed or whatever. And you look good doing it. Sorry this is such a weird-o email, when i try to put things into words all the words go away. That’s another thing that’s cool about you, you can be so open in your writing. I’ve always wanted to start a blog, but you see how this email is going, it would be a crazy mess. I guess i should stop here.

Anyway just wanted to say thanks for being so awesome, you’ve made my broke-ass summer a little bit brighter :)


ahh i am so blogging this. the bitches need to know.

i like that i am in their rich world and they cant do anything about it. self made is the best made.

and you should totally blog your email ruled i read it to melodie and she loved it.

skip to my lou time to get my dad a gift he will pretend to like.

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