Hi Wifey. Hubby misses you. There’s so much I’d like to say but I just can’t put it into words. I have trouble with words. It took me 30 minutes of thinking what to write before I decided to just make it this. I have to think very carefully about what I write or else I’m afraid you’d lose interest. But yeah, back to the point.

After two years of being closer than best friends, you pushed me aside in less than a month. You don’t ever make a post unless you yourself have something to say about something that’s happening in your life. I can’t even tell if you read these and know how I feel. It’s suffocating.

You forget about the little people, and you’re becoming one of those popular people. One of those popular people who push aside their close friends for new people. Hint: If you’re going to say you can’t go out on Sundays, don’t use facebook check - in. It’s basically a middle finger. Thanks.

Can you stop being oblivious please and take a look around you? You’re neglecting someone who cares a great deal for you, for this guy you met a few months ago, who you have incriminating evidence against.

I care about you so much that I want you to be happy if it makes me miserable. Do I get an award yet?

I pray and pray and wish for the day I see a post that says 

“I’m sorry.”

I check strawberry muncher every hour for a new post.

You’re atrophying Vivien. I really hate this new you. You hated it when I talked differently to people?

The hell?

Hypocrite much?

You’re turning into Landon. I know you don’t like it when I compare you to him, but look at yourself. 

You never make time for the person who cared about you most for the past two years.

Read and reflect. I don’t want to see you become the kind of people I hate. The kind of people WE used to hate.

I just miss you. I just want my best friend back. It’s easier to deal with life when i can talk to her and not have to watch what I say. She was the best friend a person could have because of that.

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On a lighter note, I’m writing a short story. But just on this blog. It’s about a frenchman who loses his family during WWII and avenges them by joining the resistance and fighting and blowing stuff up. This is the beginning, if you’d be interested in reading this tell me, I didn’t write anything else because I just got lazy and didn’t know if you’d like it anyway.

Saboteur, Part One

Jean - Perrot Delacroix,

Tag ID: IFN-673

aged 36,

height: 6’1”

weight: 162 lbs.

Country of origin: France

Known Affiliation: Résistance française

Status: Captured for intrusion of Wehrmacht occupational headquarters - Paris.

Scheduled for: Execution

Location: Holding cell A

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