Does being fat mean I get sex but no respect? What the fuck.
Like, you douchebags are taking sexual harassment to a new level. And this time I’m about THISCLOSE to legitimately reporting you.
I have “potential” you say? YOU DON’T. FUCK OFF. Seriously? That’s not how this works. It’s called dating. And you get the job of wooing me. Which, FYI is a nonexistent job in your case. We may have hooked up but I no longer have any connection to you, other than I WANT MY JACKET BACK YOU ASSHOLE.
Seriously. One month til graduation. And I’m gonna try my hardest to leave all this damned baggage behind me.
On a few other notes, WILL. God damn I think I asked him to be fwb. I also think I’m gonna ignore him now. Clearly he is no good for me.
Talked to an absolute GORGEOUS HOTTIE Friday. Too bad he has a girlfriend. Efff. And does chewing tobacco. Double fuck no.
And then there’s Michael. Umm, we played lax but I’m getting weird vibes. My roomie warned me he’s bad. But like, he is a friend. And I’ve already slept with the guy (even if I don’t remember it)… I know who he is and just how bad it is too.
So time to bask in the attention and leave it at that. Ain’t nobody for time for that. Or any relationship right now. I’ll be gone soon enough.
You’re a trouble maker…
she will be loved