are going to start seeing a really ugly side of me. This shit is getting fucking ridiculous. Quit trying to play a double life. You know, one where you talk to me when you’re alone or lie to your “roommate” when you’re hanging out with me, and then the other where you pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about or can’t answer a simple question because god forbid you answer your phone when your friends are around.
Not to mention it’s especially fucked up to make plans with me on SUNDAY to hang out tonight and then you miraculously cannot answer your phone when I try to see what the fuck is going on.
You might as well marry your fucking roommate, bro, cause he runs your fucking life.
Spent the week in North Port with my best friend! :)
We did nothing but lay in the sun the whole week! Not to mention went out on the boat alll day Saturday.
I miss her alreadyyy! ):
Thankfully she’s moving to Florida after her graduation in June! :D
Now I’m back in the middle of nowhere getting everything together for next semester, applying at every place I lay eyes on, start working with Darcy on some things for tryouts, and (finally) collecting my scholarship money from Ridgewood so I can pay my phone bill next month.