oh, why thank you. ive always thought of my handwriting as illegible.
this saturday i had plans. by 1:30am i realized that my ride was not coming. i had spent hours getting ready, and hours more sitting on my bed, all dressed up and waiting to go. then i realized how much i need human interaction, and how much i dont have it, and i cried a lot. it was self-pitying and angry and sad.
whats your story?
this saturday i had plans. by 1:30am i realized that my ride was not coming. i had spent hours getting ready, and hours more sitting on my bed, all dressed up and waiting to go. then i realized how much i need human interaction, and how much i dont have it, and i cried a lot. it was self-pitying and angry and sad.
whats your story?