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Oh hai there. I'm a sophomore at the UofA. I like cats, vintage music, and vodka. Ask me a question- I'll answer you as bluntly as I can. :)
Tonight, for the first time in about a year,
I cried my eyes out like a little girl. Why? Because I felt sorry for myself.
Reasons:
1. I got stood up by a guy. The first guy I’ve been excited about for a long time. Goddammit.
2. I spent the night instead going to the movies with my little sister. Unfortunately, she invited her boyfriend so I was stuck being a third wheel on my little sister’s date.
3. I obviously wasn’t even good enough for my own sister to hang out with.
Enough bitching. I’m fucking going to sleep now.
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