This arrived in the mail today from my incredible thesis adviser, Matthea Harvey.
I am overjoyed.
xoxo.
FRIENDS. I am currently in the final revision state of Seasons One and Two of “…I’m Chuck Bass.” for my MFA Thesis in Poetry at Sarah Lawrence College.
I will be starting Season Three soon and will be continuing the project for as long as the show runs.
Thank you for reading!
xoxo jamie
(Source: scarf-boy, via thatchuckbass)
2.25 The Goodbye Gossip Girl
I admire it.
I adore it.
I worship it.
I love you, I love
you, I love you.
There’s three, four:
I love you.
2.24 Valley Girls
The heart
quickens.
2.23 To Each Their Own Holy Water
In other words,
she’s a faux-cialite—
a young girl who’s
enjoying her first taste
of the spoils
of dirty oil.
2.22 Southern Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
Well. You suck more
than usual today.
Murray Hill?
Even your mother’s too hip
for this neighborhood.
If you need to mark
your territory so badly,
maybe you should
just pee on her?
2.21 Seder Anything
Last night’s
entertainment:
a synchronized swimmer
who can hold her breath
for five minutes.
Tonight:
a date with
the Bolshoi’s
lead ballerina.
I’m a seventeen year old billionaire
with tremendous stamina.
2.20 Remains of the J
I do my cardio
in the evenings.
Morning is for business.
I’m all about
old habits dying hard,
but isn’t that a bit
been there, done that,
been dumped twice?
You’re like a green twig
and a soggy match,
a rusty hammer and
an icy nail.
You just need to relax
and trust in the power
of our overwhelming
sexual chemistry.
2.19 The Grandfather
Hello, sweetheart.
It’s not like our girl
to be out all night.
This is more than
having dirty laundry
aired on Gossip Girl.
It’s the only thing
she wanted more than me.
That would be painful.
What are you doing
with this insect?
What happened
in Santorini?
I’m not going to play
Where’s Waldorf? all night.
2.18 The Age of Dissonance
I’m not talking
racquet sports.
This is a gentleman’s club.
