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Mondays are officially my least favorite thing in the world. I don't care how much Hey Monday wants me to change that view of the first day of the week, it sucks. I don't care how many good things happen, Mondays really, really suck. And with that mini!rant over, the good news is that I get to go to Chicago tomorrow and I don't have to go to (my own) school on Wednesday! Which is good, because after Monday, Wednesday is the worst day of the week. Also, I get to see my cousin, and I haven't seen her since last year, so I'm excited for that. Also, going to the barn tonight, and I've only ridden, like, three times since October. \o/! BUT, Mondays? Still suck.
Even when you piss me off, there's no one I'd rather be talking to.
I'm tired of being your diary. If you want to tell me your problems, you need to be willing to be my friend, too.
You, on the other hand, could do absolutely anything and I would always, always be there for you.
I still wonder what happened to us.
I miss you. I miss you so much.
I'm so glad we made things better, I don't know what I'd do without you.
I've known you less than a week, but when I've had a bad day it's you I want to have conversations with until long after I should've gone to sleep.
Stop lying. Nobody believes you anyway.
Even when you piss me off, there's no one I'd rather be talking to.
I'm tired of being your diary. If you want to tell me your problems, you need to be willing to be my friend, too.
You, on the other hand, could do absolutely anything and I would always, always be there for you.
I still wonder what happened to us.
I miss you. I miss you so much.
I'm so glad we made things better, I don't know what I'd do without you.
I've known you less than a week, but when I've had a bad day it's you I want to have conversations with until long after I should've gone to sleep.
Stop lying. Nobody believes you anyway.