Dear Lost,

Dear Lost,

I love you more than mangos AND pineapples. Put together. Seriously. That's love.

As you obviously already know, we've made love numerous amounts of times; as for I have been your undying diehard fan for so many years and love you feverishly. And so... I am sorry I must admit to you this:

I am an ultimate denial. I do not want to believe you are ending. It comes without saying, then... (even though I am about to say it...) ... I will not watch you tonight. Or next weeks tonight. Or... many, many nights to come. All nights, actually. Of your final season.

So, I ask you with the utmost sincerity... Please tell your wonderful audience members to not tell me anything that happens in you for the next few months. So that when you're finally over, I can maybe accept the fact that you're actually dead and gone forever more... and finally watch your last season in its entirety. In one day. The way it should be done.

Thank you, old lover. And always remember that I love you and I will miss you dearly. I'll never forget you, ... as long as you don't forget me. <3

ex oh ex oh and 143 (link! for all you fuckers who don't know anything about the internet) if you will.


Sincerely and always truly yours,


russell louise uddin <3