journal entry #1
people know me as either, Tate Langdon, Kit Walker or Kyle Spencer…
but no, my name is Evan Peters.
even though my acting career is over, people still insist on calling me one of those three names.
not that I care, even though it's not my real fucking name.
If anyone were to call me one of those three names, I'd like to be called Tate.
not only does it sound cool, but I became totally infatuated with the character itself.
I don't know where I'm going with this, what I mean to really say is.
I met a girl.
a new one, the romance between Emma and I is over, has been for 3 years now, I'm ready to move on.
It wasn't a horrible breakup or anything, just a terrifying one.
I loved the girl, but she didn't anymore.
enough with her.
the girl's name is Michaela…
Michaela Dalla.
she's the most gorgeous thing i've ever seen.
she work's at a Local coffee shop, called cough-e.
even though I probably haven't crossed her mind once, she's crossed mine thousands.
she's just so damn.
compelling…
≠ e.p.
