Dear Buddy, Love Vi (2)

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My pillow stealer,

Go ahead and take the pillow. It's on my bed (which you already know because you took it already...). Just give it back when I get out in 6 weeks. Fuck, 6 weeks seems like an eternity! I'm already real tired of this place. I wonder if Adalyn is ever going to write...I hope she does. I know she's still mad at me, but I wish she would just get over it and write me or visit me. I don't even know why she was mad. Sometimes she just gets mad at me for no reason that I can see.

Please Lord, do not let word out that I'm in a nut house. I fucking wish I was at school and doing school things... even though I don't enjoy a good chunk of those who attend our educational prison.

I'm planning on asking Dr. Maddison about to soap and shampoo situation. If I keep using this watered down whatever, I'm pretty sure more of my hair is going to fall out, and I'm on thin ice. And soap, what am I going to do with actual soap that I can't do with glycerin?! Nothing! Just give me some damn soap and maybe some lotion! Damn you, safety precautions!

And oh my GOD Nelly. Nelly is still terrifying. She hasn't stopped with the toothbrush thing. All I can say is that I'm not excited to see if she follows through. Some people, Buddy. Some people. They freak me out. I also have no idea if it's short for anything. Could be something like Natalia? I'll see if I can peek on one of her files and find out.

Yeah, please have Mr. Leaf visit me. I miss his receding hairline and sad beard. I can't help but laugh at Jerry. Ha! Have fun with the fucking mad house!

Damn you, though, Buddy. Damn you. That long paragraph might have made me cry. Look at us, a couple of crying imbeciles. I miss you, and it's been 4 days now. I'm sorry I'm not there with you. I'm so sorry. I really wish I could be sitting in the passenger seat of your car while you're driving to my house (habitually) after school. I really wish we were sitting in my room, making up stupid hand signals and code words and arguing about which tropical bird would win in a fight (I still can't fucking believe you think a Parrot would win against a big ass toucan). Our code is coming along, though. It's so intense that I don't even know how I would begin to explain it to someone. We literally invented an alphabet so if we got caught passing notes, the teachers couldn't read them. That's commitment, right there. No, no, no, you don't sound clingy or overly attached. I think you sound just fine because I feel the exact same way.

Yes, I have had to take the Meyers Briggs personality test, and my results were INFJ. Introverted (not a shock), intuitive, feeling and judging. I would say that it seems right. So does yours. I think I like you so much because you're not draining to spend time with. You somehow don't drain me emotionally after spending more than two hours with you.

You just take the pillow (which you already have) and make sure Ginger has food next time you're over there. Also pet her and kiss her and love on her for me, please. She probably needs more attention. Tell her I'm going to be home soon (well, 6 weeks is soon, yeah?).

I don't really have any other news. I love you so much. I can't wait to see you.

I miss you.

I love you.

Love,

Your inpatient.

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