Letters to an Optimist

xxii

Yo B,

What the actual fuck?

You're French?! I thought you were some hot Spanish chick! Argh, now Twink gets twenty bucks. Fuck.

Yeah, we made a bet, we were bored as hell; so she asked me how this project --which I should have known you created, how did I not figure that out?-- was going, I told her it was going shit-ly. 

Made my own word, awesome right? 

I don't know how, but we ended up doing this twenty-one questions, and she started asking question 'bout you. Since I have no idea what you look like, I guessed that you are a brunette, and you have chocolate-y brown eyes. 

She disagreed though, she said you might be a brunette but have either green or blue eyes.  At some point she asked where you were from.

Again, I had no idea. So I guessed the obvious, Spain.  So we ended up making a bet, if I ever found out anyways. 

Yo princess?  You're tough. Stay tough for me, will ya? 

Um, another problem.

How the hell are you so bloody optimistic? Is there some kind of weird mechanism inside your brain that refuses to let you think negatively?

Woah, that was a lot of Blanca words. Yeah, big words are now called Blanca words, cause you always seem to like them.

 But seriously, how? You must be like some kind of angel, I don't even know. 

Maybe you're the angel, and I'm the devil?  The angel is saving the devil,right? That sounds weird, argh. 

But it is true, in a way. 

Fuck Blanca! You're getting to me, and its infuriating. I'm talking shitty rubbish; how'd you do that?  Blanca, sometimes you are but a wonder and mystery to me.

Are you fucking reading what I just wrote? 'Cause I just punched myself in the gut, that was pure crap-shit.

Hey, B? Can I ask for a favor? 

After this whole letter thing is over, do you mind, um, going on a date with me...?

It'd be cool to meet the Princess of Optimism someday. Maybe she'll meet her Pessimistic Prince.

Haha, that was punny, damn; that was crap. 

B? What were your siblings last words?  Cause I only speak four different languages.

English.

Sarcasm.

Profanity. (what the fuck is which all these big words?)

And Real Shit.

Logan.

P.S. so you imagine me? Haha, don't worry angel, I sort of imagine you too.

P.P.S I'm turning into a fucking pussy, holy shit, what if I turn into one of those asswipes?

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Blah :/ I was listening to this song, and I wrote this... its weird xD

please tell me what ya think!

Dedicated to my bish Tums, cause 1.) she's an impatient little shit [jks :p] 2.) she's a Potterhead, and shall rip your ass in hald if you insult Harry Potter. :p

Mack