I love that you think you’re going to keep me after doing the same dumb shit over and over again.
May 1st is gonna slap you hard with reality.
Stop trying to run my life when you can barely handle yours.
Also, don’t tell me I can’t drink to my own discretion, while being an alcoholic who can’t go one day without drinking.
Fuck all of you.
Only time he hangs out with you and your friends is when his are all out of town already.
He used the rent money you gave him to buy your Christmas present.
He goes out drinking with his friends because you have kidney problems and gotta stay at home.
Seriously, my boyfriend’s just great.
No, Human. No Computer Time Until I Have Had Sufficient Cuddles.
Joe’s out for the evening, so it’s just Charlie, Kitty, and me. Their little cat bunk bed is now up, and they’re fighting over who gets which bunk.
We’re also going to be making friendship bracelets for Joe. (I swear they like helping me. They’re particularly talented at fraying the ends. T_T) Fur-coordinated colors and all!
Not much of an evening so far, but I’m kinda digging it. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a night to do silly things and eat a whole pot of mashed potatoes, so I’m taking full advantage of it. The cats have a can of Fancy Feast too, since we’re being fatsos together.
Yay Cat Night!
There isn’t a sad enough song to fit my mood.