I hope I spelled that right. Hey guys, for those of you who actually care, this is a venting post. Not really venting. I'm just sort of sad. Alright, here we go.
So tonight I saw Magic Mike, and it was very funny, charming, and sexy, so you could say that I was having a very great night. I even went to see it with my very best friend, a girl I've been best friends with since Pre-K. I was having a complete blast, Cherry ICEE, large popcorn, and sour-sweet Twizzlers, combined with the Avengers and Green Lantern tee I bought from Target, everything was great. That's when my best friend flaked on our plans. Again. We were all set to have a nice sleepover, since we haven't really hung out for the past year, other than school, then she has to go and cancel so she can go sleepover at her grandmothers, a mile away. Seriously, I love this girl and she has her reasons but I'm getting sick of it. I don't have many friends, not anymore, and I'm really thinking that I'm losing the few that I have. I text, I call, I make plans, what more can I do? Should I just stop? Let them fight for my friendship? Whatever. I give up. Ce la vie, pas le paradis.
Fuck it.
Momma Love. No hugs, no kisses.
