Modified and Misunderstood

Haven't looked through this thing in ages.

I feel like that is a scrapbook hidden underneath a manly business man's planner. Slightly genius.

  …What’s a fuzzy navel? That sounds disgusting.

It's neon and sweet and gross. It's what stupid little girls drink when they know nothing about alcohol and want to get 'white girl wasted;

  Hospitals are supposed to feel and look normal but they never are. I  just - I don’t ever want to step foot into that place again.

....Any of that? Do, do you know what happened? Do you know what they did to me? .......Are you one of them?

  Yeah, I definitely prefer staying under the radar. Unfortunately, that can be very difficult sometimes.

It's not really a place to socialize, you know? Although it would have been nice to have someone to talk to while I was there.  For someone that spent a lot of time in the hospital, you don't have any wear and tear. Or is it wear or tear? I'm confusing myself now.

  Well, then maybe I should hit the pause button on the drinking for now. I can always try it next time, right?

I like the rambling, I do that too.

  Good interesting or bad interesting?

Well lets just say that if you end up puking, i'll save your little goldy locks from getting all gross. You, you know you don't have to drink to impress me. I'm impressed by you already? I'm not sure if I could deal with being a public figures daughter in a town like this.

  Sure!~

Just a warning, Long Island Ice Tea can lead to interesting things.

  Th-Thank you.

Hmmm, if your feeling really adventurous I can make you a Long Island Ice Tea?

  Mmmm it’s pretty yummy.

You...you have very pretty hair. It's long and curly and uh, shiny. And you have nice skin.

  I feel the same way as you with hospitals. You spend half of your life going back and forth to a hospital you don’t ever want to look inside another hospital ever again. —What do you mean by that? You volunteered to have someone poke around in your brain?

Yeah, I spent too much time in waiting rooms, emergency rooms, financial advisory offices. And they smell....too clean. It's not normal. Well I don't really remember much of it. I just, I volunteered myself for something that was way over head, and I guess nothing comes without a price.

  Life is harsh. We’re not constantly stuck in a Nicholas Sparks book.

I am well aware of that. Your just a ray of fuckin' sunshine aren't you?

  Both. Personally, I think they should have to scrub off before entering public places.

Well that's a little harsh.