dave

saw this tweet today about me in middle school and laughed because it’s ACTUALLY partially true: > be me > ugly 12–13 year old theater kid in middle school > have one best friend, (we’ll call her emily) > emily and i meet at musical theater camp > one day she says she has a boyfriend > emo kid, dark swishy hair, exactly my type > then tells me > “his best friend likes you” > suddenly i have a boyfriend too > entire relationship happens over AIM > never meet him because he “goes to another school” > then one day she tells me he killed himself > train tracks, dramatic note, whole story > i’m devastated > my mom starts calling around like the FBI, trying to see if anyone actually died > turns out none of it happened > emily made up the boyfriend, the best friend, the suicide > her mom eventually calls my parents and confesses > never speak to emily again > switch schools out of pure embarrassment because of a middle school catfish ring run by exactly one person