text to bryce.
Brie: seriously, who are you rn?!?!
Brie: why do you have to be an asshole to literally everyone you meet?
Brie: what kind of stupid fucking skill is that?
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text to bryce.
Brie: seriously, who are you rn?!?!
Brie: why do you have to be an asshole to literally everyone you meet?
Brie: what kind of stupid fucking skill is that?
text to bryce.
Brie: hey, i love you.
Brie: just thought a reminder would do you well. c:
text to bryce.
Leighton: fuck her. i love you.
-a significant time delay-
Leighton: oh my fucking god i hate myself.
text to bryce.
Brie: what the hell did you do to leighton?
Brie: why would you call him that?
Brie: i'm so mad at you right now. i'm mad at myself. i'm mad at fucking everything right now.
Brie: i've lost all of my friends.
Brie: i'm done.
text to bryce.
Brie: it's been a really bad weekend like...mentally for me and now i'm having really sharp pains in my stomach and i don't know why because i don't feel sick or anything and i'm miserable and feel bad bc i feel like i've been like...ignoring you lately and stuff...so yeah please just distract me like...do anything. tell me a story, tell me why you love me, tell me what annoys the fuck out of you about me...yeah. :\
Brie: long story short our christmas tree died (like the lights on the artificial) went out on friday (i think i told you this) and i had to help my mom clear off all the ornaments so drew could come and take the tree back and not only did i see the ornaments that were like...adam-related but i saw my "babys first christmas" ornament and i've been in a shit mood ever since.
text to bryce.
Brie: record a video with meeeeeeee.
text to bryce.
Brie: oh my god i just realized that a week from tomorrow is our one year what the hell i'm so happy i love you
Text to Bryce.
Brie: so i just realized st
Brie: my due date was supposed to be in like 3 days :\
Brie: why does everything have to suck?