wrigley

ok
so i'm drunk,
and in iowa, of all fucking places. i can hear my friend having sex with some random bar guy in the living room. i'm pissed at richie, mostly cuz i'm in love with him and he gets with me when its covinient for him, and then that's the end of that. eff that. bah. i need to be smarter. or fucking stop it with guys all together. i don't know. he's my best friend, and he knows i love him, he shouldn't do that to me. ah, and time to go cry myself to sleep, yeah, that's the one.