we can’t keep up
i’ve been shit for replying and reading and updating.
i thought i was really depressed, but it isn’t that.
i am just readjusting.
defnatly ready to move to NYC, and just to get the fuck out of here!!!
going to work boys tonight, unwise idea, but i like him.
i’m paranoid that my friends have replaced me.
how long until you get to NYC? i’m sure you have not been replaced. it’s going to take a while for your friends to adjust to you, just like you have to adjust
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You haven’t been replaced. It’s just that when someone is gone for a while, it’s like a marshmellow and the depression turns into a smoosh back together. You just have to dive in. If they’re true friends, it will be a soft, squishy and sweet landing. *blinks* Okay, sorry. I’m just to make you smile. At this point, I would settle for eye rolling. *GRINS* *hugs*
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For some reason, it always comes back to marshmellows for Clanky. I swear, that’s what her mind centers on. She’s described me as a toasted marshmellow in the past… I wouldn’t take her word for it when it comes to white, smooshy candy things. *grins*
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