good god i was suppressing being sick when i was in ny and boston and now that i’m back home it caught up with me. somebody make me feel better somehow. and also somebody unpack my suitcase, b/c i am not doing that.
how am i not getting drunk from this
next time i see her, i’m confronting this bitch
“qualifications… doesn’t being a good flirt count as a qualification?”
said person just added that. i’m so mad. like hey, come here, let me punch you in the face.