“a tramp who wanted it”

I’m really cool about my friends bailing on me because I hate commitment and going out when I’m tired or overwhelmed myself, so yeah, all she had to do was say “Sorry, it isn’t going to happen.” I did message her a couple times saying “Hey, what’s up?” but nothing. Yeah, rude.

The Tequila Mockingbird Academy for Young Ladies and Gentlemen and Other-Gendered Persons has one dress code:

Thanks. “that’s a question of whether she is a friend at all.” Oof. This is what has been going through my head as well. She had always been a little flaky, but she had some issues I could always blame it on. She has since resolved the issues and she’s still like this, so I guess maybe our friendship is not meant to…

This is a good subject, because I have been hacked off at a college friend lately and I’m wondering if I am too ride-or-die for her.

This is a good chance to do some deep emotional work. You might need a therapist to help you work it out.

He seems pretty cheerful about the whole thing.

I thought we were FRIENDS.

I am so sorry for your troubles. All my best for a quick resolution and healing.

It would be SO unlike the police/government to try and destroy the reputation of someone working for justice [eyeroll]

Botox is starting to freak me out. These immobile faces.

YAAASSS! I wonder if people wonder why all my photos are shot in that one corner of my house...the one without a pile of crap in it.

This is a South Carolinian doing the accent test, where you read words and answer questions. It’s more obvious when she begins answering questions about :40 in.

JEAH!

If they subtracted for every time someone uses a crappy Southern accent, he would owe them money each week.

After a certain age, they become kind of dear, like sleeping puppies.

She has the cold flat dead eyes of a serial killer, herself.

I love it. I once saw a similar-looking guy go total fanguy on the Bangles and it was so dang cute to me.