Last night I saw Unit 21 play at this shithole venue that my old friend Rick runs. I have no complaints, because it was good to see old friends again.
Today I'm supposed to hang out with Heather, but it all depends on if she has to babysit her nephew. Thursday I'm supposed to be hanging out with this other chick I've been talking to, Liz.
Oh yeah! Meaghan's wrote off and I just want my shirt back. So is Ruth. I guess it took hooking up with me to realize she likes borderline-transvestite little boys. For some reason, I've been thinking about Whitney lately. Oh well, whatever.
Today I'm supposed to hang out with Heather, but it all depends on if she has to babysit her nephew. Thursday I'm supposed to be hanging out with this other chick I've been talking to, Liz.
Oh yeah! Meaghan's wrote off and I just want my shirt back. So is Ruth. I guess it took hooking up with me to realize she likes borderline-transvestite little boys. For some reason, I've been thinking about Whitney lately. Oh well, whatever.
yea, i know the fight seems pointless, but if she caves in & comes to me then i know it was well worth it...plus, i'm an idiot & like to get too hung up on a chick whether it works or not...if she does go back to him i'm gonna quit my job cuz i won't wanna see meagan's face afterwards cuz i will know she made the wrong descision...why won't girls fucking realize they make 2456357373million bad descisions before they EVER make JUST ONE good descision?