i love this story, it's so...stunning.
oh, and YOU. you little bitch you...
you were in my dream last night. i was at honda civic, at the baracades, right after getting lost in the basment of the building, and pete with a purple hoodie on helping me find the way out, only to help me wake up a poor patrick stump after, anyway, i'm standing at these baracades, and i turned around, and saw you, and was like "evie!" and you couldn't hear me, so i screamed "EVIE!" and you turned around, and was like "whoooaa." and i was like "these are my spots!" and you were like, "YEAH!" and then we beat up this gay kid in tight underwear that goes to my school, but we were just yelling at him, and acting tough.
and the dream goes on, but i think that was the last of you.
wow.