What a night. My head is pounding. I'm going to be popping painkillers and drinking coffee all day.
{Private//Unhackable (for once)}
It doesn't negate the fact that he hummed that song for me. Even when I was so whiny and out of it, he stayed and... I have such good friends. Do they realize that when they do small things like that, it says so much?
You are still a bitch, and I STILL have no idea who the hell you are.
I still want to keep
you.
Now it's time to do some reporting. EXCEL!