Literally Just The Beginning, Middle, And End Of My Period

Small thing that breaks my heart:

When I was in third grade, I told this boy that it would be my birthday in four days, and he said, “okay, then I’ll buy you flowers.” Four days later he comes up to me and says, “my mom wouldn’t let me get flowers but I found you this violet in the grass.” That in and of itself was iconic and so so sweet, but it gets better.

A month later, I had to move, and because it was third grade, the teacher made everyone write me letters to say goodbye. His said, “I hope you have so much fun in your new house that you forget about me. I hope that you’re always happy and you never miss us. I’m sorry I never gave you flowers, but I can give you some now.” And he fucking. Drew me flowers.

No, Joey, I never forgot you. You are the reason I have standards in this life, and I’m so grateful to have known you. I hope you’re happy, wherever you are, and I hope that the rest of your days are filled with as much joy as you gave to me. I spilled water on the card about five years ago, and half of it is a a jumbled mess now, but I still have it. It’s the only card I still have.

The funny thing is this dude and I hardly ever interacted. I knew he played football because he was on the town’s kids’ team and my brother was on the middle school team, and I knew he was one of, like, three Joeys in our year. I had a crush on him but obviously never communicated that because it was fucking third grade, but somehow those three interactions imprinted on who I am as a person. I am forever changed by Joey from third grade.

love her sm

hi guys🤭

so full update of the current school situation i have.

i’m completely not going to school, i’ve missed so much of this semester and i’m not mentally or physically capable of attending, so we’ve switched me into a credit recovery class and i will probably do summer school (maybe?)

but that’s not what i’m here to say,

i emailed Mr.K and as we know, he’s the cutest thing on earth.

i emailed him, here’s the bullet points

im not coming to school anymore

are your new classes as good as my class

hehe that’s silly no class can compare to mine ;)

i went on a date with a boy who was in our shared class with mr k

it was awful

i miss you

hey do you think i’ll regret not going to prom and graduation and such

do you? (he didn’t finish high school he went through a GED course)

advice?

love you miss you

and i finished it with a wholesome meme/picture of two bunnies and it said “no bunny compares to you”

and the next morning he emailed me back with

omg i missed you too

sad to hear you aren’t physically capable to come in for school

classes are good

definitely not you tho ;)

sorry about that date

i never liked that kid either

i do regret not going to prom and those experiences

but it worked out for the better

no matter what you choose i know you’ll be great

miss you bye

and signed off with a ~Mr. K

all cutesy like 🤭

i just love the kindness he naturally exudes.

anyway i love love love him, i really wish i could see him every day like last semester but emailing will do for now

I love when people tag things so correct 😀 I’m looking under the Matt tag and everything except Matt is there!!

ik it’s like the job, and they do this kinda thing all the time - but, if i was aubrey idk if i could casually be pals with him after a kiss like that.

like, the way his body naturally moves closer to her hips in such a fluid manner, his hands are practically clawing at her, and the way he kisses…it’s like he’s has an awful craving he couldn’t place his whole life and kissing her has fulfilled this primitive hunger. his body is responding like he’s wanted her for the longest time.

and they’re just friends.

like other scenarios of the show with them as a pair are very..racey. that’s their whole dynamic, a sexual tension that is suffocating the characters and the audience.

and the director yells cut, they get up and are done, and they go home like that wasn’t pure passion. they come in for work the next morning and they face each other as if they didn’t make out furiously a few hours ago. they go home and come back and they aren’t in love. they aren’t flustered and shy. they are friends. who feel no attraction towards one another.

i do not believe that’s possible

I need this man to kiss me like that. I need him to suck the soul out of me. (and a shit ton of other things that I cannot explain here because that would be very R18 and some of yall are minors.)

i’d let him do the most horrendous things to me.

i wish you guys could read the amazing fic i haven't written and probably will never write, it's fire

i’m bringing back the weird bitch outfits

blah blah something something, lace, bows, thigh highs, white, pink, bras :3