Your Last Night
 

Situation: You're not going to wake up tomorrow. Tonight is your last chance to express yourself in letter format. What do you say?

Note: Attaching poll for more fun, unrelated to initial question.

undead? true death!

Jesus knows how to surf.

big bottoms drive me out of my mind
how can I leave this behind?

Rob delivers.

Are you finally coming out?

my last night... i'm not writing a fucking letter, i'm finding ed westwick and making him my playtoy. as long as he gives consent and promises to talk like chuck bass.

that's my plan.

G ntt

VAVAVAVAVAV

• friendship
  80yeers, BOETHIUS
  
  likeadogintherainwalkingaroundtheedgeofalake

I would be incapable of writing a mere letter; the shit would turn into a novella. 'Cause that's how I get down. I'd be only 1/3 of the way through by the time of my demise.

I don't need any last words to haunt my friends and give ammunition to my enemies.

This was the best thread ever until I said this.

hey guy don't be down on yourself. you can be in my live action anime movie. It is called The Lost Enclave of River
the premise is that there are some city dwellers that like to hunt for monsters but then they wake up and there's a plotline with protagonists and a surreal backdrop (antarctica)

I'm expressin' with my full capabilities
and now I'm livin' in correctional facilities
cause some don't agree with how I do this
I get straight - meditate like a buddhist
I'm droppin' flava my behavior is hereditary
but my technique is very necessary


Maximum Hacker: I hate South Dakota.

Something about my Crayola® running out before I've smudged my last card.

I wish I can learn/knew how to surf.

these guys can surf

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WAB0yPgbdM