for sarah

i talked to sarah for over two hours today. and the only reason i got off the phone was because i knew i would talk to her again tomorrow.
i wish i could go on our road trip. i really, really do.
i feel better. i feel happy. i feel loved. i feel special.
thanks for starting the bitch slapping brigade.
pool house, it is.
and lots and lots of puppies.
"why did you kill me, mommy?"
the only boy we're talking to is richard. we like richard. richard stays.
come. no one would ever have to know. seriously.
how mad do you think my parents would be if i took off two weeks before graduation?
maybe tonight we won't dream at all.
i don't want to be fifty before my dreams come true.
you're the best listener.
i just miss you.
we're mean. we're talkative. we're funny as hell. and we don't care if we're the only ones laughing.
grrrrrr.
one funny email and one mean email coming up.
i'll talk to you tomorrow.