I don't want to listen to your stories. I don't want to hear about your latest sexual exploits or who you've been eyeing or who's been eyeing you. I don't want to know about all the fun you've been having. Just don't tell me anything.
I don't want ti have anything to do with your exciting college life and your exciting college hijinks. All this listening does is to remind me of what I've lost.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Frenemies (But Not Really)
Spilled by Someone at 11:57 PM
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