Dear Fay,
Yesterday I was in the kitchen making myself lunch and my mom tries to talk to me like nothing happened. So then she goes, "oh, so we're not talking?" Fuck no we aren't talking woman. I don't understand how she expects us to go on with our lives as if nothing fucking happened. She calls me stupid and bluntly shoves in my face the reason of my fear of loosing people. The difficulty of my life from an early age- it's always been a sore subject for me and she just shoves it in my face. It was really hard to tell you that even over text. I honestly thought our friendship was gonna stop there. But, you always know what to say. I told you in a matter of a few months. It took my friends two years if not more. It means I trust you with everything, body and soul. We're on a road trip going to LV. Brielle claims that she called 'dibs' on the back seat of the car but she never did. Nor, did she tell me that. And I'm super pissed at my mom. I have every right to be. You know how I have visions. Well I had a vision that I ran away, and took a plane to Florida to see you. I called you in panic. And you actually let me stop by your school. I went to the front office at your school and they called you in. I was rocking back and forth in a chair, looking slightly insane. Oh- there's more. So we went to your house. I met your parents and I resented your dad. I absolutely loathed him. I told him who I was my body quaking with rage. However, you somehow got us all to have a civilized conversation in your living room. I passed! I'm guessing they sent me home. Eventually....? So yeah. It's lunch time for you! Enjoy!!!
Love ya,
Gothel
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Dear Fay
RandomWhen your internet best friend decides you've come too close what do you do after you part ways? One way would be talk about it. Another would be to become depressed or even suicidal. Rose's way is to write. And she writes, pretending to talk to Fay...
