May 2011
10 posts
Nope
No you didn’t fucking call me. Yes i was waiting to hear from you like you said you would. No i don’t want to drive to Montrose by myself to meet you guys and hang out for five minutes before I have to go home because i have an 8 hour shift tomorrow morning. God fucking dammit.
“She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;...”
– Lord Byron
Close quarters
My god my mom can be annoying. I need to get home ASAP so I can get away from her. I can stand her for like 3 days in constant contact but thats about it. I want to go hoooooooooooooooooooooooome.
