screwups and letsdowns
I found out this weekend that people talk far more than they should. I am tired and in a bad mood, I went to bed at 9:30 last night and wished I didn't have to come back to my incredible amount of homework. I drank my weekend away and found out that a person I once considered a friend had gone around telling everyone I knew that Micheal and I had sex, which is far from the truth. Worse, they believed the other individual and never thought to come to me and question this fact.
I thought the pain from the relationship was over, how wrong I was. Not that being called a whore by your boyfriend is bad enough, but to further it with breaking up and being assumed a whore because of the relationship... what the fuck.
Fuck you Joe Schoemocker.
I thought the pain from the relationship was over, how wrong I was. Not that being called a whore by your boyfriend is bad enough, but to further it with breaking up and being assumed a whore because of the relationship... what the fuck.
Fuck you Joe Schoemocker.