There it is. Charles and Alli. Separated. Soon to be divorced.
Really fucking sucks.
Don’t freaking tell me you want to hang out with me and that you, “miss me” for two weeks and when I finally say, “Hey! I have time to hang out this day.” and you say okay and then we plan on meeting at a certain time and you don’t show up for FIVE HOURS?!
Seriously? Get some fucking manners. I made time for YOU, YOU wanted to hang out with me, I didn’t work today because I was waiting on YOU to come over, I didn’t go out tonight with one of my friends because I was waiting on YOU.
And where were you this whole time?
With your fucking boyfriend?
That’s so freaking great. I’m SO glad that you blew me off for FIVE HOURS to go hang out with your boyfriend and sit in his hammock. That’s cool. Glad that we planned something and I made time for you just for that.
And NOW you’re coming over?
It’s 9 O’FUCKING CLOCK AT NIGHT.
You have class in the morning and I have work tomorrow. Glad that we’re getting to hang out because you missed me so fucking much.
Freshmen are fucking stupid. I S2G.
For the love of god, please behave yourselves tomorrow, CTFxC. Please.
found the twelve year old
this is almost as fun as ‘find the vegan’
we are not entertainment clowns. we simply eat healthy. go back to burger king.
i found the vegan
My issue is I’m never anyone’s favorite. I’m not the favorite friend nor the favorite child nor the favorite student. I’m sort of there just to take up space. Because I’m never good enough. Nevermind good enough, I just want to be enough.