Parker's Diary

[misspitbull]

[Within Room 7, next to the prom portrait of Parker and George (poor George currently has a sticky note over his face) and the neatly folded Miss Indiana's Outstanding Teen sash, is a notebook that Parker had been carrying around sometimes.

She's written on the front of the cover, in big, extravagant letters--]

These bloody days have broken my heart.
My lust, my youth did them depart,
And blind desire of estate.
Who hastes to climb seeks to revert.
Of truth, circa Regna tonat.

 

[Well. No one said Parker Rochford was anything but dramatic.]

Comments

SIMON

[misspitbull]

Simon,

I’m so so so so sorry. I didn’t mean to break my promise to you, but if you’re reading this, it means I did. I know I’ve been a shitty friend this week, and I’m sorry for that too. You’ve been a good friend to me in the time we’ve been here, even if there were times when you weren’t super popular with the others.

My biggest hope for you is that you can learn to lighten up a little. Try and make friends. Not everyone sucks-- even if a lot of people do. You and I both know there are crappy people out there, but there are also good people, and complicated people, and they all make it worth it. I think if you put yourself out there more, people may just surprise you.

Tell Rex to lay off you a little, if he goes too far. And please don’t use my death as an excuse to not wear normal, same-length pants, or shave. You should probably do both those things anyway. Call it my dying wish or whatever.

Your Friend,
Parker

P.S. Tell Grace how you feel, when you get out of here!!!