Punk Rock City

Estira tu corazón hasta alcanzarme, espero un rayo de sol para esta tarde.Y cuando salga el sol y entre por mi ventana, escurriré mi corazón con ambas manos...Soy la hermana pequeña de tu corazón, mañana vendrás a tomar el sol en Punk Rock City, y cuando salga el sol y entre por mi ventana, me comprarás un bañador en Punk Rock City.

23.9.04

THE LETTER

Dear Angela,

I know in the past I've caused you pain, and I'm sorry. And I'll always be sorry until the day I die. And I hate this pen I'm holding because I should be holding you. I hate this paper in my hand because it isn't you. I even hate this letter because it's not the whole truth. Because the whole truth is -- so much more than a letter can even say. If you want to hate me, go ahead. If you want to burn this letter, do it. You could burn whole world down. You could tell me to go to Hell, if you wanted to. And I'd do it. And I'd send you a letter from there.

Sincerely, Jordan Catalano.