2020-02-20 - Whiskey Tom and Stalker Curry

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : e i think i need to stop drinking scotch like its water when im alone at night

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Me too

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : what!!!

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : What?

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i thught beer only dont backslide on me now!

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : I'm not. I'm trying. Want to try with me?

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : because I hate not drinking fyi. Hate.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : im sorry im being insensitive

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : its just it hurts more at night when im by myself

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : its like ana...anest....annrb...like a sedative

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Ha, don't I know it. I fuckin' slept in my closet last week.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : why are you slping in a closet

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : yur rich yr not homeless

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : I know, my sleeping is still all jacked up. Not drinking isn't helping

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : but why a closet

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : oh wait...i think i remember

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : you dont like sleeping alone so a closed space helps?

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Probably

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : im sorry e

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : thats rough

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : It's fine. We were talking about you. You ok? besides being shitfaced?

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i think i need to stop drinking scotch like its water because i think my own bf is stalking me

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i think...i thought i saw him in the docks today.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Do I need to chat with A-Dogg about boundaries?

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : dont know if brain damage or wishful thinking

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : no oh god dont say anything i need this

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : it sounds fucked up and pathetic i know

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Do you want him to visit? because I can have that talk to

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : but i miss him so much it hurts and id rather take that than nothing

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : no dont force him

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : You realize asking me not to do anything is like asking you to do nothing.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : I won't force him!

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : omg your the best and the worst but its ok. i just...i dunno. i thought i was seeing things. but now that were talking about it it sounds like something he would definitely do

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : also explains why this curry got delivered to me

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : its my favorite

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : But a gentle reminder that you are the best damn thing that's ever happened to him probably wouldn't be out of place.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Aw, stalker curry

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : oh god e i cried over curry

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : im so pathetic

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : oh god dont tell anyone delete your text history

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : A little.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Did you pretend to eat it with him? Because then we're in truly deep levels of pathetic.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : no. but i ate the whole thing while weeping. i ate the whole thing watching bridget jones' baby. its not even the good bridget jones.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : ::picture of whiskey bottle with google eyes on it:: I speak from experience. Meet Whiskey Tom (RIP)

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : And don't say i never did anything for you because not even bennie knows about whiskey tom

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : ........

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : can i borrow him

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : He's dead. I drank him.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : gdi ur the bestworst

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : worstbest?

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : There's probably a german word for that

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : this just proves we were destined to be friends just fyi. this means u have a packet of sticker google eyes in ur junk drawyer

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i woudl totally stick those things everywhere

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Hell there's probably a german word for watching the second worst bridgit jones movie while crying over curry sent by your stalker boyfriend who is extremely misguided but sweet.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : ...how do you know its the second worst tho did you watch all 3???

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : I do have more googly eyes, but no whiskey. Can't have it in the apartment, I've lost that bet with myself too many times.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : omg you know what we should do

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Please say drink

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : no

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : im trying to be a good friend plus you need to be sober to aim sex lasers at shadows

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : 🤬

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Fine, aiming sex laser is serious business. Can't go blasting innocent people with that level of raw sexual power.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i dont think gray harbor is prpeared for that

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : tho im pretty sure theres a japanese term for 'friendly sex fire' that starts with a b

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : also i think we should just stick googly eyes everywhere. all over town. we should get some really big ones and stick them in margaret addingtons front door

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : that's my go-to sushi order

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : maybe on april fools. not right now tho cause thomas is dead

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : lol omg

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i nearly fell off the couch oh god it hurts so good to laugh

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : yea it does.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : what about u. u doing ok. except the not drinking and sleeping in the closet

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : I'm ok. I miss Bennie something fierce.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : had a super fucked up dream about Tom the other night. Not ready to talk about it. It was just ugly

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : im sorry e. that you missed bennie and you had that dream

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : we can talk about it whenever you want if you ever do, i feel like i owe you huge after this crap week

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : have you talked to bennie at all

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : it's ok. and you don't owe me.

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : yea, she was in rough shape the other night.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : oh no, rough patch with the detox?

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Yea. She's going to be fine, but it's tough. I'm glad Alexander watching over her, I'd crumble in a heartbeat

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : One 'plz baby' text and I was ready to spring her and give her all the damn pills in the world.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : on one hand, not helping. on the other hand, kind of adorable

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : nothing says endgame love like a jailbreak

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : I know. It'd be romantic if it weren't so self-destructive

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : some of the gretatest romances ever recorded were self-destructive. npt encouraging that btw, just saying. i think the intention makes it romantic enough

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : stalker curry isn't too shabby you realize

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : IT MADE ME CRY E

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i cried over duck!!!!!

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : Were you already drunk? Drunk crying barely counts

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : That's like you only count the last time you threw up sober. Throwing up drunk is just table stakes.

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : but duck!!! wile watching bridget jones baby!!! and i ate the whole thing not even because i was hungry but because he sent it!!

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : why are we suckers

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : i'd blame the whiskey, but we broke up

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : you killed it

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : you killed the whiskey

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : and then I hate fucked it

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : whats that even like

(TXT to Isabella) Easton : deeply disturbing

(TXT to Easton) Isabella : i never thought about alcoholic necrophilia before but its gray harbor so i think were just being in-theme