I think I’m going to do what I want and tag whatever the fuck I want to tag.
I was out for awhile.
Oh. Well… I’m coming tomorrow… I don’t want you to be alone.
There’s nothing to say. My world is just shattered, everything that made sense is just… gone…
Alright. Thanks.
I’ll um, do anything I can to help you get through it. Promise.
(Source: cassie-freemont)
I can’t remember a thing.
From last night, but I guess that’s a good thing. Still going to keep drinking though, that way I forget everything elsebefore I die right along with it.
Neither can I, but it’s because of my pain killers. I feel like I haven’t had a drink in years.
I was out for awhile.
Don’t worry about me CassI’ll just let myself break inside and not make it anyone else’s problem, focus on getting better….I’ll come anyways though, of course. What did they say happened?
The doctors? They just told me I was on bed rest. Please don’t. We have to stick together. You can tell me anything you need to. 
(Source: cassie-freemont)
ooc;
if everyone at the end of their fights said “fuck it , for layla”… i’d die happy.
OMG. I’d be so happy.
Why is everyone fighting?
Oh lovely! How have you been liking the academy? Besides the uhm—flames? The flames we magical though. It was almost like all the fire pixies gathered up in a crowd and jumped for joy. I guess they didn’t leave any joy to share…
Oh..may I ask why?
Minus the drama I like the academy. Better than foster homes. Oh.. well during the fire there was this guy and he pushed me out of the window. I fell like two stories according to the doctors and they told me I can’t do cheer anymore.. so yeah. I can’t do cheer because I’m paralyzed from the hips down, but I’m not really telling anyone.
I was out for awhile.
Elle’s gone….she died in my arms. And I’m still in the hospital too….are you okay?
Fuck. Blair I’m so sorry. But just Layla and her died right..? No one else? I just.. the doctors are saying I’ll be fine. I’ll just be in a wheel chair for the rest of my life. No biggie. Can you come visit me? Like, if you need someone to talk to. I’m on.. um, bed rest.
(Source: cassie-freemont)
OOC;
SARA. THE CUNT WORD IS A VERY NAUGHTY WORD.
I’M SORRY I’M SORRY.









