Was supposed to go to a foaf's party tomorrow, I was really psyched and excited about getting drunk, making out, having fun. Just being really intoxicatingly happy for a night. The deal was a sleepover at my friend's house afterwards, but now everything seems to be blown off, since her boyfriend may take my place. Well, that's nice. Throw away the plans we've had for a week to fuck your boyfriend whom you are seeing every single day of the week. When was the last time we saw each other? A month, at least.
Oh well.
Another Saturday at home then.
EDIT: She texted me today (Saturday) and needed to talk. I thought she was going to take me to the party, but she was torn up since her bf is in a depression or something and didn't want to talk to her for a couple of hours. Ugh. The tough life of having someone who loves you. I'm not bitter at all
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