unknown number [h.s.]

day fourty

xl.

1:48 p.m.

Me: I’m going out of my mind right now

Liana: whY

Me: jesus freaks in panera bread

Liana: lol

Me: one of them aint getting paid for their medicare oH SHIT

Liana: lollll

Me: ughh

5:45 p.m.

Group Message

 

Me: he likes me

Liana: geT OUT OF TEXAS

Peyton: we don’t live in texas

Liana: IT’S AN EXPRESSION

Peyton: loll

Peyton: so he finally admitted it, did he?

Liana: I think he’s a pussy

Me: why

Liana: he’s been texting you for over a month now and you still know nothing about him

Me: I know some stuff

Liana: he’ll most likely never tell you who he is if he keeps it up

Liana: he’s a pussy

11:56 p.m.

Me: You have until spring break

Anonymous: Dorothea I was sleeping.

Me: You have until spring break

Anonymous: Spring break to do what?

Anonymous: Hey (: you didn’t get mad at me for calling you Dorothea

Me: You have until spring break ok

Anonymous: for what?

Me: To tell me who you are

Anonymous: no

Me: Excuse me

Anonymous: I don’t want to tell you so soon

Me: I don’t care

Anonymous: Thea

Anonymous: Would you at least give me until something a little more away than that, Thea? Like prom or something?

Anonymous: Come on Thea, please.

Anonymous: happy birthday to me……