Dear Whoever Will Listen,
7:18 am.
Sitting in the cafeteria.
I'm bored.
But every once in a while I'll get whisked away into an imaginative world.
A world where I imagine Wednesday happening a million different ways.
Wednesday the 7th of September.
Except in my head the always end the same way.
She leaves and she hates me.
Could I really make her hate me with just 4 hours and 30 minutes?
She already hates you dumbass.
Oh does she really?
Because I'm actually quite convinced that she loves me.
And I'd love it if you shut your fucking face.
Wait do I actually think that?
Do I actually think she loves me?
__jax__ I think I do.
I think I believe you.
12:43 pm.
Sitting in the cafeteria again.
Except now I'm imagining it ending good.
I just finished her letter.
I'll post it on Thursday.
I don't want her to read it on here before she reads it on person.
I honestly think she's going to die.
And it's gonna be really cute.
Especially since I'll be able to watch her die in the person.
1:33 pm.
Ugh.
Omfg.
Math class is so boring.
And my teacher is even more boring.
But he looks exactly like an actor from some movie.
I can't remember who and it pisses me off.
My teachers name is Mr. Sullivan.
But like I don't even know what movie he's from.
I feel like it's on the tip of my tongue.
I'll let you know when I figure it out.
2:15 pm.
I'm in the nurses office again.
I had like a nervous breakdown.
I was thinking too much about how badly it could end and I got overwhelmed.
It scares me.
When I think about losing her.
It's not a healthy relationship on my half.
Not gonna lie.
2:57.
Waiting to be dismissed.
I have to go to see the police again cause of the fight I was in.
Literally it was the last day of school, end of the day, and I was walking down the stairs towards the door and then she jumped on me.
So let me just say it wasn't even a fair fight.
If it had been I wouldn't have had to try to beat her ass
Cause at her birthday we were wrestling and literally I pinned her down the second we started.
But yeah.
She pulled a dick move and jumped on me from behind.
So what was I supposed to do?!
Sit there and let her hit me?!
No.
So I started beating her back.
And then somehow we both get in trouble.
Even though I stopped when they asked me.
But yeah.
Whatever.
She'll be getting in more trouble so yeah.
5:27 pm.
I just got out of the thing.
I knew the person who was questioning me so I wasn't anxious or anything which was cool.
7:55 pm.
I'm facetiming her.
She's so pretty.
Like oh my god.
I'm still not 100% sure.
But I think I believe her.
I think I believe her when she says,
"I love you."
I love you.
What a wonderful phrase.
It's a problem-filled philosophy.
Hakuna your tattas.
Lol.
But seriously.
There's so many issues.
Like what happens when she doesn't love me?
Bad things.
I'm going to take her out under the stars tomorrow.
I'm going to point to each star and tell her something that I love about her.
And like a really cool poem I read,
"It will suck when the stars run out."
I love you babe.
Sincerely,
The waste of oxygen,
Cassie
