Post by Cassie Lewis on Aug 10, 2012 19:17:37 GMT -5
YOU'RE A SLUT AND I HATE YOU.
I haven't seen you or heard from you ALL SUMMER. This is my unimpressed face. I am not impressed.
Seriously, I've been bored out of my fucking mind, okay - it's not even normal. The most interesting thing that's happened to me all summer was crashing into Lorcan at your café. I mean. THAT'S THE HIGHLIGHT. CRASHING INTO MY FRIEND AT A CAFÉ. It should have been, like, parachuting and landing on an elephant. Or something.
What has become of my life?
ANYWAY, if you reply quickly to this, I will forgive your whory neglecting of me; and I'm sure you will. So. How's your summer been? Tragically hard to bear without my presence?
Fuck, next year's going to be weird. It feels like you should be with us, you know? And that you should leave with us. Even though I don't think there has ever been a group of kids any less ready to leave than us. I've seriously considered gluing myself to the dorm wall, but that would be really fucking boring. Still. The sentiment remains the same.
On the topic of whory plans and things I miss, have you seen Dom or Eva recently? They owled me earlier, but then they didn't. Or something. I don't know. They were having arguments about the Three Musketeers and Lachlan in Dom's fucking shoes last time I heard from them.
Anyway, REPLY BACK WHORE AND THEN I CAN FORIVE YOUR ABANDONMENT OF ME (because we all know that I'm shit at grudges) OKAY.
CASSIE XOXOXOXOX
P. S. Do you reckon that Cassandra sounds more impressive than Lachlan? I'm thinking about asking his father why he gave his son such a name that doesn't strike any awe in anybody. SIR LACHLAN OF HOUSE CREEVEY, that could work. And DAME CASSANDRA OF HOUSE LEWIS and DAME ERICA OF HOUSE JORDAN and dame sounds pretty fucking lame next to sir. We could totally pull it off, though.
I haven't seen you or heard from you ALL SUMMER. This is my unimpressed face. I am not impressed.
Seriously, I've been bored out of my fucking mind, okay - it's not even normal. The most interesting thing that's happened to me all summer was crashing into Lorcan at your café. I mean. THAT'S THE HIGHLIGHT. CRASHING INTO MY FRIEND AT A CAFÉ. It should have been, like, parachuting and landing on an elephant. Or something.
What has become of my life?
ANYWAY, if you reply quickly to this, I will forgive your whory neglecting of me; and I'm sure you will. So. How's your summer been? Tragically hard to bear without my presence?
Fuck, next year's going to be weird. It feels like you should be with us, you know? And that you should leave with us. Even though I don't think there has ever been a group of kids any less ready to leave than us. I've seriously considered gluing myself to the dorm wall, but that would be really fucking boring. Still. The sentiment remains the same.
On the topic of whory plans and things I miss, have you seen Dom or Eva recently? They owled me earlier, but then they didn't. Or something. I don't know. They were having arguments about the Three Musketeers and Lachlan in Dom's fucking shoes last time I heard from them.
Anyway, REPLY BACK WHORE AND THEN I CAN FORIVE YOUR ABANDONMENT OF ME (because we all know that I'm shit at grudges) OKAY.
CASSIE XOXOXOXOX
P. S. Do you reckon that Cassandra sounds more impressive than Lachlan? I'm thinking about asking his father why he gave his son such a name that doesn't strike any awe in anybody. SIR LACHLAN OF HOUSE CREEVEY, that could work. And DAME CASSANDRA OF HOUSE LEWIS and DAME ERICA OF HOUSE JORDAN and dame sounds pretty fucking lame next to sir. We could totally pull it off, though.
