Why are friends lame?
Ok, here's the deal, I have been planning a birthday party for myself for over 2 weeks. I sent out the invites, and a few said they would come. On the day of the party (Yesterday) I messaged those coming to double check, and EVERY SINGLE ONE BAILED! I couldn't believe it. I thought they were my friends. Now before you say, "you're over-reacting," know this, THIS HAS HAPPENED EVERY YEAR SINCE I WAS 10! So no, I am not over-reacting.
Depression set in of course, until, my wonderful fiancé took me out to see Vampires suck. All in all, because of that, it turned my whole night around. I'm still mad at my friends, but at least I know someone loves me.
Depression set in of course, until, my wonderful fiancé took me out to see Vampires suck. All in all, because of that, it turned my whole night around. I'm still mad at my friends, but at least I know someone loves me.