[𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓴] <3

My body's made of crushed little stars.

I lied back on my bed crossing one of my legs over the other and putting my heads behind my head, after writing in my diary. a small crooked but gentle smile plastered on my face that i was unable to shake off. i closed my eyes lightly and began daydreaming. but i couldn't get one simple thing off my mind. him. sally face was in my daydream. i quickly snapped my eyes open. i became extrht of him? i mean sure we're technically "friendly" now and i probably won't hit him anymore, probably. but why couldn't i just stop thinking about him? i became extremely frustrated at myself. why couldn't i shake off the thougmy head swarmed with answers eventually causing a straining ache just above my eye.

I lied my head back further into my pillow and forced myself to stop overanalyising my own thoughts. it would only cause more trouble then i need right now. i took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds before exhaling it out. i quickly remembered something. i had sal's number from quite a while ago. he gave it to me when he found me in the bathroom that day but i never thought of texting him until now. i pulled out my small flip phone from my pocket and went to contacts eventaully scrolling down to find his contact listed as "sally fag". i chuckled lightly at it and quickly typed out a message to send

Hey its travis phelps from school

Oh gud i thoght it mifht b a slasher or sum thibg lol

So this is what texting with someone is like.

I dont know what a slasher is

U dint?!?!?!?!??!

No i don't

Dude havw u evr watched a mpvie b4???

Yeah of course i have but i still dont know what it is

A slasher is lik a fictonal serial killer lol

You have bad spelling

I kniw

You're not embarrassed

Npoe

Oh why not

Idc uf i haxe bad spellibg

Thats cool i suppose

Iy's not ciol judt honest

Oh okay then

Gi to bwd churchue it's grttjng late 4 u tk b up

Okay good night sally face

Goid nigjt travis

I put down my phone and tugged off my sweater, tossing it to the side while grabbing the bottom of my shirt. i pulled it over my head and threw it into a pile with my sweater. i pulled down my shorts kicking them into the pile. i grabbed an oversized band t-shirt from one of my old friends and lifted up the blanket on my bed, slidding under it as i did so. i turned onto my left side, facing the other side of my room with my back to the wall. i closed my eyes gently and wrapped my arms around the corner of my blanket while putting one of my legs in a sideways kneeling position. i yawned and felt myself drift off to sleep, hearing the faint whistling of the wind on my window.