I miss my best friend.
A: so I literally just got a call from the gyno and I don’t have gonorrhea or chlamydia
A: now how can I give it to you?
M: damn
M: looks like you’re screwed with your canceling out plan
M: sounds like you’re getting herpes bitch!!
A: fuck well maybe I can pick up crabs by tomorrow and we’ll be good
M: aiight, let me know, we need some risks and danger in our sex life…
A: I know right. the gag ball and torture chair are getting a little old
M: I got handcuffs!!
A: wooow. so do I lol
M: yeah, but aren’t yours fuzzy?
M: I got the legit cops and robbers shit from the dollar store
[please note: all of this is a legit conversation, however, we were, in fact, joking....]
19 Days
I never thought not going back to school could be so morbidly depressing. I didn’t think leaving my 5 bests would be so hard, even though I’ll see them soon, some this weekend, most next weekend. I’m getting nervous. I’m scared. How am I gonna survive without the people who have always been my sanity?
What am I supposed to tell people about you? “So I kinda have a boyfriend…” I’m sure that won’t go over well, and also creates the potential for extremely awkwardly long conversations involving a lot of explaining. I don’t want to explain. I don’t want to have to be explain that we’re not actually together. that’s what hurts the most.
Mom keeps telling me I don’t have to go, but I feel like I’m too far gone.
4 months is a long time.
What am I gonna do?
