2019-09-12 - Texts at Midnight

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : isabellA

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ::dog emoji:: ::tomato emoji:: ::tomato emoji:: ::dragon emoji::

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : jfc

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ???

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i was a sonofabitch and you want to thro tomatos at me and roast me? okay. if you want. sorry.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : no i can't typ very well atm

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : cant see my keybord well

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : but kinda

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : you were a sonoma bint

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : son of a bitch

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i was. sry. just a lot. r u ok?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : no

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : ::frowny face emoji::

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : pissed off so mny ppl last fe weeks like its easy being in this position

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : trying so hard and ppl shaking me yelling its not good enough or not fast enough

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : woh did u piss off?

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : no one should shake you. who shook you?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : you, lil, capn, the dud with the nose maybe byron fuk i dunno losing track. point is not easy when ur the one tryin to organize and help plan while tryin to balance out diesperate intersts because ppl are messy and raw and wtf

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i just wanted to protect mom

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i know. people are a lot. messy and raw. yes. esp right now. no one blames you, isabella. were just -- messy and raw.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : itzahk itzhak dude with the nose.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : why do we havee to give more when he took so much already. but we have to coz we want this to be permanent. it isnt right alexAndr

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : its not fair

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : no its not

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : but nothing is fair. it just isnt.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : not true otherwise wed all have killed ourselves by now coz whats the point

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : survival

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : thats not living

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : its not in me to be a orbot

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : im not a robot. wish i was.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : im glad yor not a robot. itd be weird

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : for me

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : even if im mad at you

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : if i were a robot i wouldnt make you made at me. i think.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : yeah but i wouldnt care. wouldnt know you

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : oh

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : if you werent how you are youd be less interetsting. your already hard not to look at all the time. i say take the win

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : your mad at me but still saying nice things. you dont do mad well

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : im also really drunk. evrything is numb. i drank all o fit

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : all of what. i have tequila. had

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : daddys sccotch. there was a llot but i couldnt stop

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i should be there to hold your hair when you throw up. sorry.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : this is how that dudde survived the titanic. got absolutely hshitfdaced but it helped him think. should be bdrunk more often byt ronni probbably wont like that

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : eh wouldn want you to see me like this anyway

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : you shouldnt be drunk more often. you have beautiful brain cells. dont kill them.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i got drunk, i think i icried a lot. my eys hurt. its either that or i ccidentaly sprayed myself with the mace

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : isabella isabella dont cry

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : dont mace yourself either. dont hurt. i don't want you to hurt

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : its not always a bad thing. its shitty but you wouldnt know yourself very wel if you didnt sometimes

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : drawback of not being a robot

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : see? Robot has potential.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : eh theres no fun theere. you jut dgotta deal that you were born human

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : messy and raw

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : sure wouldnt have it any other way a couple if weeks after this is over

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : at least it will be over soon. ill take you out smwhere? if you still want

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ok but only if you promis eme something

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : promise what?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : we do something you find fun. and you wont fuss

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : (...)

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : you probably wont enjoy it.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : why. it cant be work related btw but i think you know that

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : define work. technically all this shit isnt work

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh just tell me what it is

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i like buying old crime scene photos at auctions. reading poetry. watching people at the park. playing nintendo. nothing exciting

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : uh just...fuk gimme a sec i need to get up

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : be careful my deer

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oky i'm squinting at this

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : the seattle metropoltan police msueum has an exhibit on turn of the centry crime and theres another museum that also has an exhibit on cime history in the medievl era. Shitton of potetry readings because seattle, and theres a retro arcade night downtown. so lets do all these things and get away from gray harbor for a day.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : are you man nenugh to do vs mode with me in street fighter ii?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i shittalk like a champ btw so prpeare yourself

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : we sgiykd go, def. and i do not shit talk but i will kick your ass.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : idle threts. put ur money where your mouth his

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : if i win vs you on a single game you let me dress you once to see if your ok with it. if i dont win a single time uh

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i dunno what do you want

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : nothin you wouldnt give me annwau. you want to dress me?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ugh why are you so hot when your cocky speaking of nothign ever being fair

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : but yes. not gonn go overbord or anything. your style but with things that fit. baby steps. dont think i ever told you my secret as to why i seem stupidly confident all the time

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : ??

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : lingerie. its a european female tactic. dont matter what you wear on top, but if you see yourself in the mirror every morning knowing you look good, you feel good also. you hear a lot of crap on tv thats all dress to impresss but they dont tell you its fine to do it for your own goddamn self. its the dopamine hit. from your eyes and stright into your brain. kind of like how you feel good immediately the moment you see luigi.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : u want mu to wear lingerie?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : if you want? be prepared for me if you do though but my point is if you see yourself looking alright maybe youll feel alright also. thats the point im making!

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : but i dont intend to go overbord like i said. im not about to wax you or put you in a suit. im not a reality tv host

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : waxing doesnt sound fun. suits are nice but usuaslly empty or unhappy.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : your not a suit guy anyway. youd look really good in formalwear but in the end theyre not you.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : ::frowny face::

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : what

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i could be a suit guy. if i wanted

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : you sure you wouldnt be umcomfortable coz thats what you told me hwen you were stilll crushing on me

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : omg my memory is amazing even when shitfhssaced

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : depends on the suit. id probably be uncomfortable. its new. new things are uncomfortfably always

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : you know if you do get one youd have to wear it constantly to get comfortable right. i dont think im ready for that.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : wed never get anything done

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : I think it would definitely be hard to wear it constantly. although i guess that would fill it with good memories and so id like wearing it more.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh god dont do this to me

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : your not being fair

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : nothing is fair. but sometimes thats fun.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : fuk wheres my laughing emoji i cant find it

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : ::laugh emoji:: ::laugh emoji:: ::laugh emoji::

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : yes those. but if your serious i gues i can do that too. just overhaul your closet if i manage to beat you in one game

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : waitwhatno

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ha see. baby steps like i said!

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : hmph

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : do u fogive me? snapping at you?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : not yet. coz your not here and i miss your face. and iknow it s only been a few hours shut up

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : im already dreading what my face is gonna look like tomorrow rereading this

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : beautiful. like it always looks.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : but maybe red? bcuz hangover

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ha ha ha gonna need cucumbers for my eyes. your so biased

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : maybe or maybe youre just amazing

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : so are you. but i must be doing something right if you think that coz im ddefinitely not right now

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : your drunk but still amazing

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : super drunk but i think ive done too many things i shouldnt have while pissed off. im glad you still like me though.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i thought you were gonna break up with me i dunno how this works

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : why would i break up with you? i like you

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : you looked so mad and im really drunk and i didnt even stop you or anything

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i get mad. thats why i leave - i know its irrational. dnt want to hurt you. better not to stop me when i do. you did right. except maybe the drunk, but you can decide that tomorrow with the headache.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i was mad too which is why. normally i would but i have a temper too

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i have noticed.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : ::smiley face::

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh hoh whats this. i think you like that i have a temper mr. clyton

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : u may have noticed that all my good friends have an asshole streak

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : not that your an asshole

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i mean

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : shit

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : ignore everything i just said

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : hah im in good company then. you know very well i can be

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : so can i. so. yay us?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : yay us!!

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : messy and raw right. wouldnt have it any other way

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : txt i would heart but i cant be bothered to find the lesserthan

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i cant even find my laff emoji

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : it ran away from home.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh hey this is what you look like whe you sleep

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : what

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ((image sent, from the last time he slept over))

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i couldnt believe it when i got up you do know how to sleep!!

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i was starting to wonder

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : sometimes when sufficiently tired

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : adorable. you snore though. your never gonna survive a zombiea doapocalypse that way

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : do zombies particularly hate snorrers? snoring?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : well people sleep sometime and they can still hear you. i think. which makes no sens whatseve because theyre dead, if its gjsut reanimation i dunno fi thry have the brain ctivity to proces sounds etc

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : but movies are fun tha way

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i have always favored a parasitic theory for the common horror movie zombie rather than actual undeath. controlled by some sort of parasite colony in the brain spread by biting moved to seek out new uninfected pray and chomp on them and ignores most pain signals but still theoretically alive

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : but what do i know im just an rch...archelo...archrf...lost histry finder

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : omg are you sobering up already of course you are your bigger than me and yu proably ate al i had were lils cookies

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : noooo not sober. but theories are important

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : im gonna try and remember this if we ever watch a zombie movie together. i think they used that in the brad pitt zombie movie? coz he was able to halt the infection by cutting off someones arm right after she was bit

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh god how did i drink so much i guess i really needed it if were gonna throw things that matter to us in some assholes casket

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i no what you want to. don't. do your thesis notes or draft or wtf youre working on.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : would that be enough? we want this to be permanent dont we? the greater the sacriice, the greater the likelihood hell go and never come back. so ill do it. if i can pay for everyone else too i would also. i owe it to everybody i pissd off dealing with this. owe it to my mom for failing again.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh god i miss her

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i miss her alexander. i didnt get to tell her the things i shouldve

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : dont be dumb. you didn't fail your mother. its okay to miss her. bu tdontblame yourself for it. Isabella. dont punish yourself. it has to be something that matters, something you miss. no one said it had to be the most important thing in your life.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : wouldnt it be a greater guarantee if it was? if were gonna do this in the first place shouldnt we do our damndest to make sure?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : what would ou do if you were me?

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i cant make that decision for you. but. i think we have to be able to live afterwards. sacrifice something but not everything.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : if it makes you feel better im not conceited eough to think my life or even a few years of my life would make the cut

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : have you thought about what your giving up?

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : it does make me feel better

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : and yes

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : im sorry. i hope it wont hurt too much.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : itll be okay. well be okay.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i hope so. we still have to deal with the exorcism and a lot of things can go wrong there too

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : can. but well be okay. shhh. lets be drunk and optometrists

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : OPTIMISTIC

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : fuck you autocorrect

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : ok lets

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : sow hat are you wearing

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : sweats. addington high sweats. why?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : thats it?

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : also wow i cant believe you still have those

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : they werent mine. dad had some extras a couple years ago, i took them. they're comfy

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : i dont even remember the last time i wore adhs swag. then again its not like i graduated from there

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i dont make a habit of it. but comfy is comfy.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : speaking of comfy, thats what the bed is. although less so without you. I should sleep though

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : oh wow you really must like me still because that bed is small. but it is. comfy.

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : but yes you should sleep. sweet dreams, or try to have them.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : i do really like you still. and you aren't that big ::laugh emoji::

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : im glad, i can be pretty vain. sing me to sleep sometim-- no. no. on second thought we wont be sleeping if you did that. but yes, goodnight. stay safe.

(TXT to Isabella) Alexander : goodnight isabella

(TXT to Alexander) Isabella : goodnight alexander