[Text] So I don't know if you will get this, or even read it once you see my name. However I spoke to mother before, and she wants you to call her, since its mothers day, can you please do this? She misses you, she told me when I went back home. -B
[Text] Eh, I’ll think about it. Thanks for the heads up or whatever.
Thalia:Holy crap... You have threatened a lot of people. You judgemental asshat, what am I ever going to do with you? I should just give you a monk name! What would your monk name be anyway? c: It's in your DNA to be a gentleman, Ev. I can't wait to see Bacon! Yeah, it was a while ago. And I remember that I had broken up with Aimee and was dating some chick.
Ev:Hey, to be fair, 99.9% of the time they start it. I'm a nice guy. You can vouch for that, can't you? CAN'T YOU? I don't want a monk name. I got made fun of for being called Everett enough as is okayy. Aimee? Who's that?
Thal:Is there a difference? You and Nick basically share a mind. >.> You named your pig... Bacon? Doesn't that sound a bit prophetic to you? Or is that just me?Yeah, I know. But c'mon, Ev, just ignore Seb. Ha, I thought leaving would help me too. Until I got into a car accident. Worse Idea Ever.
Ev:Haha, I guess in a way we do. Pretty sure he's the only person at the school who's life I haven't threatened before. Well, guess I should say the only guy since I'm polite to the ladies. Mama raised me better than that, after all. I couldn't eat bacon.. He's like 3 pounds and his face is just kind of like :3 all the time. Accident? Oh God. You good?
Thal:... I still can't believe you brought a pig. What did you name it? Hey, back off Seb. He's backed off. So I need you to. Or your head will be the one on the pike.
Ev:I didn't buy it! Nick did. His name is Bacon. And no, he shouldn't dish shit if he can't take it back. I can't help it, this place is just starting to get to me, y'know? That's why I went to Columbus for a few days, but I swear me leaving only made it worse. Can't win ever.
I was talking to Thalia, because she directed a comment towards me, numb nuts. Now calm the hell down before I change my mind.
Yeah, and my comment was directed toward you. You make little sly remarks all the time, but you don’t like it when you get called out on it. Seriously, I leave for half an hour and come back to you and the blonde asshole ganging up on TJ over shit that doesn’t concern you and it’s pathetic. So yes, I’m talking to you.
Thal:I's gots this covered. Come on over, you asshole. I want to spend some time with you. <3
Ev:I can't right this second. :( Think me and Nick are heading back tonight from Columbus, though. Prom and parties and whatever. He might wanna go, and'll need to get a tux before they're all gone and all that.
[Text] Blaine’s fucking pitbulls are trying to attack TJ and it’s pissing me off. I left for two days and shit blew up and now that I’m trying to do my own thing, the resident LAGTY Judgement Board wants to add their two cents. I swear to god, Thalia, I’m going to get expelled before the year is up. I see it and I honestly don’t fucking care at this point.
“I wish the world was alive like you. I wish the wind would blow me through another opportunity to approach you; another telepathic rendezvous. I wish you well with your weapon of jargon; you’ve got a double-sided lexicon. I gotta try to keep your attention. Gotta write using less emoticons. Gotta figure out the snooze alarm. I wanna lay in your place till dawn. I wanna play in the park, come on, now let me see your other upper echelon.”—Jason Mraz; “Coyotes” (via connectingfreckleslikestars)
You know what? I'm sick and tired of the bullshit at this school?
I’ve held my tongue for five fucking months trying to be civil with you people, but I’m done playing nice. Absolutely done. Everyone’s too fucking quick to smile in your face and pretend to be your BEST FRIEND 4EVRR and then as soon as you look away, they’re already sharpening their knife to stick in your back. I’ve watched it happen a hundred times even in the last two weeks and it’s fucking pathetic. People don’t like me because I keep it real, and I’m not afraid to say how I feel. But you know what? Those are two traits that a good 99.8% of you all need to fucking develop and fast. All the whining and sly messages and ‘WOE’S ALWAYS ME’ bullshit are the main reason I don’t even like being around you all.
Right now, I don’t have any problems with anyone else but Luke and my ‘brother’ Blaine. Luke, you’re a fucking pathetic excuse for a human being. You’re a whore plain and simple and you try to blame it on some invisible problem when point blank you just don’t know how to keep it in your fucking pants. I don’t know what I did to you to make you dislike me so much, but believe next time I see you, I’m ripping that stupid fucking piercing out of your dick and shoving it down your throat. You know what you’re doing. Hell, you’re older than I am but you act like a 13 year old kid who’s just discovered what his cock can do. It’s pathetic, and honestly if I gave two fucks to actually care, I might feel sorry for you.
Blaine, you’re a joke. I’m not even sorry about saying that. You really are a fucking joke, one that I’m tired of being the nice guy and not laughing at. I’m not going to be your ‘protector’ anymore. Hell, I don’t even want to be apart of your life anymore. It’s not because you kissed someone, it’s who you went after. Again, again, and afuckinggain, and I refuse to let you make a joke out of me by you continuously running back into the arms of some guy who probably won’t spare a second glance toward you now that you’re on the market. But, you know, that’s not my concern anymore. I’m enjoying myself with Nick (just like a fucking intended to), so good luck on your future endeavors and please don’t bother trying to ‘fix’ this or whatever the fuck it is you’re already probably formulating. The time for that passed a long ass time ago.
[PM] Blaine just told me. I'm sorry, Everett. You really don't deserve all of this piled on top of you. I know we aren't exactly good friends, but....I'm here if you ever need someone.
[PM] Right now I’d really like for you to make sure your slutty ass brother stays a good 500 yards from me at all times because I’m really, /really/ fucking sick of his presence in my life and right now I have no problem making his head become one with the concrete. Also tell him he can have Blaine because I’m tired of fighting for a lost cause. Please and thanks.