lookingfor-aj:
I need to go get some coffee. I can’t believe I already have to go back to the states tomorrow. Not okay.
Not “okay” at all.
You’re leaving me here with a… boy… boyfriend… but still.
A boy.
lookingfor-aj:
Look at you, bitchacho. Living the fucking life.
Hey, look at you, living life a lot better and wiser than me. Except for your use of nicknames.
lookingfor-aj:
You suck, you suck, you suck.
Please, I’m amazing, what are you saying? 18, living in my own apartment, working at a broken down theatre, taking the year off from school.
My life, at the moment, is a tween movie trailer.
lookingfor-aj:
College sucks. Never go there. Never.
I’m gonna go there, shh, I need to finish this shit education system that my parents put me in. I’ll find somewhere, though, that’s not too expensive. Believe me, I will.
lookingfor-aj:
I know! Responsibility, and all. College has changed me.
You’re making me grateful that I took the year off.
lookingfor-aj:
Tired, tired, writing an essay, tired.
Essay? That seems… so un-summer-of-2011 of you.
luke-hartison:
Marnie! Just who I was looking for! How’ve you been?
Just fine, you know, without you, of course