How I have underestimated you.
Sam is like that once girl in your little circle of friends, who you actually hang out with, A LOT... but she's annoying, and nosy, and untrustworthy...
Oh Sam, how I have underestimated you.
So today for play practice (where I forgot ALL of my lines), we left school and came back later. Last week I invited both Nat & Alice over. But not Sam, oh, not Sam. Alice accidentally mentioned it in front of her.
Last Friday, I received this text from...
HENRY, PROFESSING HIS LOVE!!!
No, it was actually Sam.
"So, did you invite me over for Tuesday or Thursday?"
Oh, Sam. You are a genius.
♥
- taffy.
- I give a lot of information about myself here, but I'm supposed to remain anonymous. I figure none of you care enough to go to great lengths to figure out who I actually am. I'm at a boarding school. I think in an idealised fashion. Like most people my age, I've decided I'm more fucked up than I actually am. I like texts at midnight but I like getting letters more. I'm more intelligent than I appear on this blog, but I don't try as hard as I need to. I like boys. Try not to expect too much from me, I'm also a total flake.
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