...what now?
So there. I said it. EVERYTHING. Every sordid little detail. It's all out in the open. I bore my soul out for chrissakes and all I got in response was: Ok.
I think I deserve more than a blank stare and a one-word reply, Sus. You do relaize that?
I don't feel too well right now. I need a damn drink. Someone needs to floo over here and join me else I might just go mad.
I think I deserve more than a blank stare and a one-word reply, Sus. You do relaize that?
I don't feel too well right now. I need a damn drink. Someone needs to floo over here and join me else I might just go mad.