{17th february 2013}
i kinda wish you knew me properly.
like, i know you know i exist, because you hear my name on the register every morning (americans call it roll call, don't they?), and we have a few classes together, and stuff.
but still. sometimes i think about what it'd be like to have a proper conversation with you, and hear you laugh at a joke i make, and not mind when some day i think too much about liz and i get upset.
but i'm too much of an idiot to go talk to you, so i write you these letters instead.
