May 2012
The way you carry yourself.
Your presence.
Hearing your name.
Seeing a picture of you.
All of the things I know about you.
Just so many things about you, anything about you for that matter…pisses me off.
Literally disgusts me.
April 2012
I bought my friend condoms.
I left them in a bucket outside her dorm room and it said “play it safe this summer.”
She returned them to the outside of my dorm room. What a bitch move. Them mf’s cost me 3 dollars.
