dear, lauren

tuesday

dear lauren,

i gave in. dinah knows about us. well, she knows about me writing to you. as you don't reply.

(sorry that sounded like i was trying to make you feel guilty.)

if you are wondering why i got drunk, i didn't mean to. dinah dragged me into a school party, that had no teachers for some reason, and someone asked me what i wanted to drink. i don't drink, i never drink, i got drunk once but it wasn't cute. i replied, "a coke, please." then she got it for me.

what i learned later, was that she interpreted it as a coke and rum. which was not what i meant.

it didn't even taste like it had alcohol in it, but i guess it did?!?

so, yeah.

i don't really know what else to write.

good time to leave this here.

bye, ily
-camila