#casey writing

(Mobile so this will not be formatted the best. Love me anyway.)

"And how many times have I heard that before?"

"That I wanted nothing to do with you? Yeah, me too. But it’s like you have clawed yourself inside of my was and I can’t get you out. You are all I think about. The only thing worse than being with you is not being with you."

[text]: yes it is.

[text]: you think I want you to treat me like shit?

[text]: I wish you could stop fucking up

[text]: it has to be

[text]: I can’t do this anymore

[text]: no.

[text]: heartbroken.

[text]: i don’t trust you.

“Your world would be easier if i didn’t come back.”

"No, it isn't. Nothing is easier when you're not there."

“You were the lightest thing that ever came into my life.”

"That's not true. I know I put the blame on you, but the truth is, we're toxic for each other."

“Just because we can’t be together, doesn’t mean I won’t love you.”

DANRY

[text]: Why don’t you go to him/her instead? [text]: Um, alright then. I must have missed the memo that we were going to act like junior high schoolers today.

[text]: I don’t think I can do this anymore. [text]: Do what? What are we doing?[text]: We're just friends, Dani

[text]: I don’t care [text]: Yeah, you've been saying that a lot lately.

[text]: You don’t care, do you?[text]: Of course I care. I care about you, you're my friend. But what am I supposed to do when you constantly push me away?

[text]: Don’t pretend that you care. [text]: What?[text]: Why would you even think that I'm only pretending to care? That doesn't even make sense.

CADIA

[text: wrong number]: Yeah no Casey and I are just friends. [text]: What?[text]: Wow.[text]: Are you serious???? [text]: Who the fuck was this supposed to go to, Lydia?

[text: wrong number]: Casey doesn’t mean anything to me. Stop worrying. [text]: I knew it.[text]: I fucking knew it.