Tasha

Tasha,  

Are you sure that you’re a lesbian? Are you sure that you actually love me? You know that I love you. Am I having doubts about marrying you? No. None at all. This drama shit is fucking ridiculous, Natasha. I get enough of it at school.

                I love you. Maybe I’m just running on less sleep or something, but I’m getting pissed off more easily than I normally do. I’m having mood swings and my stomach hurts.

I love you,

Piper

Ps.

I think I’m pregnant.