I used to think that I could look past everything- that it was just Addie, but every damn day I feel her slipping further away from me and reality. How long until she finally snaps and truly hurts someone I love because she’s scared of losing me? 

I think her hair is insured for $10,000... I also need to talk to her about keeping an eye out for Jesse while I’m away... what shampoo does she use? 

Who the fuck does this bitch think she is? Do I need to smash her teeth in too? 

She really needs to realise her value. She lets people treat her like shit, so what if she fucked Nate or likes a dude? Live and let live unless you’re Fallon, apparently. 

When is that girl going to realise that she will never be one of us? She’ll always just be the girl who washes our sheets, not sleep in them. 

Some days I miss that tall drink of water. How does he make a word like honey sound so appealing? 

God, I love him so much. Why does someone like him, love someone like me? 

@alicecoltell: just know I have taken a sabbatical back home in France until everyone calms down.

oh my beautiful France, how I have missed you.

Seriously, screw this asshole. Why did I sleep with him last night? That was such a fucking mistake but it was either fuck him or kill him... i’ll probably visit him against tonight...

@alicecoltell: people who keep talking about it publicly.

@alicecoltell: I wasn’t at HOCO actually. I left before anything happened.

@alicecoltell: but I was cleared of all suspicions a long time ago.

Chuckling lowly. “There are also other classes that take place at this god for saken college, you know. These rooms are soundproofed which is why a normal person shuts the fucking door.” She added snarkling, leaning against the door and smirking smugly at Saylor. “Nope, all of those things- other people are doing them for me.” She laughed, shaking her head. “Bet you thought getting rid of me off student council was a great idea and now look how much everyone hates you all because you don’t have a capable PR person.” Tapping her chin thoughtfully. “Weren’t you in charge of the tape? Makes you look even more suspicious now.”

Alice continued to smirk at Saylor, she’d had never had any patience for the small blonde, finding her grating for the most part. “Well, my main point, this place isn’t an open audition for fucking American Idol,” Alice snapped. “I’d like to be able to walk around this place without hearing someone destroy an instrument and my ear drums.” She said coldly. “So shut the fucking door next door.”

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