for if the night was actually the day than she should have been able to feel the morning. as morning dew can mold to grass, she had high hopes of her flexibility.
as if the plexiglass window would provide a clear enough insight.

she was a jumble
a tumbling mess of wishes and has beens--
an addict of delusion, of confusion, of insanity
an addict

and in the spin of the night she felt the heavyness of yesterday
she wanted the lightness of midnight.

the crisp punch of non-being
that moment of clarity where it all ended just as it all began


ahh.
what are you taking again?
12:24Casey
i think im going to take phil of mind
12:25Me
so youll help me kill mara then?
12:25Casey
yes
12:27Me
sigh
i really should go to class
12:27Casey
what?
12:28Me
im considering taking a cab to class
because i dont want to take the train
i wish i had my own car
12:28Casey
i did that a couple of times
dont go to class
dont go to class
12:42Casey
dont do it sure
sue
dont do it
12:50Me
i havent left yet
class starts in 40 minutes
but it takes about 45 to get there.
okay. im actually leaving. bYYEE
16:43Casey
how was class
16:44Me
class was the shit.
it was terrible
16:44Casey
are you going to fail the exam?
16:45Me
nopers. he returned all our labs to us.
and apparently, Im awesome
16:45Casey
he must be wrong
weird
16:46Me
heyyyy.
have i told you that im the only girl in that class?
16:47Casey
no
no
16:49Me
well, I am. its weird.
16:49Casey
any hot computer geeks'
any hot computer men?
16:50Casey
any hot computer men
16:52Me
yeah, if by hot you mean really creepy, super scrawny, and covered in acne.
im scared of them.
16:52Casey
id do them