one month

Hi.

Hi.
How are you?
Yeah I'm good... How are you?
Yeah, good, bit hot.
I cant believe how hot it is today
Yeah it sucks.
So, what are you doing today?
This.
Yeah me too, then I've got an assignment
Oh that's shit, whats it on?
its a 2000 word essay on middle eastern politics.
Whoa, heavy!
Yeah its shit. haven't done any of the readings.
Serious? When's it due?
Tomorrow
Fuck.
Yeah.
'what did he say?' 'who are u messaging?' 'write hi from me'

Dear Texts,

i love you
I hate:

• Sitting around making chit chat with people I don't know


• Asking questions I honestly don't care about hearing the answer to


• Making awkward eye contact when I'm out by myself


• Seeing 1000 people I know when I don't feel like talking/being polite


• Being interrogated by drunk people who have forgotten the concept of personal space


• Not having a pen and paper when I'm bored
  


• Awkward silences

In these moment you are my life hero. You can distract me from the terrible consuming awkwardness and whisk me away into a world full of people I love and enjoy talking to.
You say things that make me giggle, but I try and laugh quietly and conservatively, so as not to raise the curiosity of those surrounding us, not acquire their attention and intrigued gazes.
I don't like it when people ask me about you, look over our shoulders and try to see what we are doing.
Sometimes I'll wait an entire day just to see you and won't, sometimes I'll forget you're coming over and leave you standing at the door for hours. But I ALWAYS enjoy seeing you, even when you just visit to tell me my credit balance

I love: You,
(L)