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Dear Patrick

Letter Thirty-Six

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Dear Patrick,

You're still in a coma. But you keep muttering in your sleep. The doctors say its a sign that you'll wake up relatively soon. What the fuck is that supposed to mean? "Relatively" soon? How about they give me an actual period of time those dumbasses. Stupid, unqualified doctors, I swear- except for that hot one, he's so qualified.

I think you're dreaming. You keep saying "Lana, you look so beautiful in white." Derek heard you say it, too when I went to grab a snack. I don't know what the hell is going on inside your head but how about you wake up and tell me. I remember you saying that before prom. Why are you thinking about our prom? Same old Patrick.

Now same old Patrick needs to wake his ass up so I can talk to him and tell him everything. Patrick Kane, I swear, if I have to come back in here tomorrow and watch you sleep all day, I'm going to start getting really worried. Not that I'm not already.

Kane, you creep, you just said it again. And you said something like cinnamon or vanilla lotion. That combination of sentences sounds really wrong on this end of the world, Pat. Maybe you should wake up and see how awkward your shit sounds in reality. You're like the only person probably to ever get horny in a coma. You crazy bastard.

You have to see Derek's car. The white leather is all blood stained. They tried cleaning it out with everything but you can still see everywhere your blood touched. It's unnerving. When you wake up because I know you will, me and you are going to scrub down that leather and we are going to make every stain DISAPPEAR. I don't know what to talk about, Patrick. That's why I'm rambling on about stupid shit. You keep moving your hands Patrick.

Stop taking forever to wake up and just freaking wake up. And stop twitching your feet- the nail polish I put you on is still wet.


At this very moment Patrick, your eyes are fluttering and I'm shitting my pants here writing while you're probably going to wake up any second now and I just am going to keep going until you open your eyes because that is what I need to do. Patrick come on it's been like seven seconds, please hurry I don't want to wa

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2/12/15

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10/11/14

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10/11/14

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10/10/14

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9/10/14