I dream about you.
Always about you.
–your dreamer, Dix
Yeah baby, I hated time too.
We didn’t let time win though, did we?
Day 872
I’ve started to plot out ways to kill my mother.
Twisty, dark ways that would lead to me being arrested for murder. Would you come see me in jail?
Surely you would, right?
Anyways, I miss you.
I finished college early. Had nothing better to do.
–your graduate, Dix
Day 902
Got a job as a reporter. Sucks.
My boss is nice. Claire. You’d like her because she’s funny like you.
Doesn’t really matter though. I just want you. Always you. Come take me away. Please.
I know I said I gave up on that notion, but I didn’t. I will never give up.
–your lonesome chick, Dix
Day 984
Tabloids say you met someone. I don’t like that, but I understand.
Will you still come save me?
–your unrightfully jealous girl, Dix
Day 990
She’s a lawyer. You have a type apparently.
Is it psychotic that I considered law school for a bit when I read that? Would that make you come for me?
Have you stayed away because you finally figured out you’re too good for me?
–your bitter girl, Dix
Day 1090
Do you love her?
I love you, Jasper.