i laugh louder than anyone you've ever met. i believe in peace and that people are naturally good. i love my life; my family, my boyfriend, my friends, and god. and if i told you i was blessed; that wouldn't even begin to cover it.
hello m. stid (I thought I would shorten your name like I shortened mine),
Let's start this off with I miss you dearly. Also, I'm sorry I'm a terrible friend and we never talk. I have been going through a lot this semester. 1. Patrick 2. the bitches I live with 3. my health 4. school So, 1...I told myself I would try to move on, but it's so hard living right next door to him and I feel like I can talk to him about everything. I try to go out and meet new people, but nobody compares to him. We have our issues, but when it is just me and him and nobody tries to get involved in our situation we are perfect....in comes 2....the people I live with, if you can even call them that because they are the cruelest things I have ever dealt with. Missy, who you met at poker night, the girl that I became really close with in Reno is a two-faced backstabber. As soon as she broke up with her boyfriend she became best friends with Patrick and started talking to him 24/7. She hangs all over him and I have told her repeatedly to stop talking to him out of the respect of our friendship, so she decided her friendship with him is more important. I hate backstabbers! Oh and Donna, who is Missy's new BFF just follows her around. Me and Donna used to be close and then she started hanging out with Missy all the time. Missy calls me all sorts of names, like an insecure selfish bitch. Oh and she said I was shady...last time I checked I wasn't talking to her ex-boyfriend! I don't deal well with being called out when I didn't do anything wrong. 3...I was in the ER over Halloween weekend. I was sick earlier in the week and the doctor misdiagnosed me and gave me all the wrong medicines, which caused me to become dehydrated and I was throwing up constantly. It was not very pleasant. My body still hasn't fully recovered. 4...school sucks. I don't think I'm going to pass my econ class....the teacher is a moron.
I miss the time mrs johnson yelled at u for doodling and adding stuff in your calender bahaha. I kinda miss that dramatic class and our stalker with beautiful hair
when you sent me that snake text, i was driving and i just kinda skimmed it and thought it was an actual snake. i just realized it was a penis when i went to reread it
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