I feel like a lot of people are falling apart around me or are about to start falling apart. My soon to be room mates broke up and now the guy is acting weird around me. Like I will go for him now that he’s “single.” But I’m trying to comfort the girl he dumped so unceremoniously, right before they were going to get married. Legit married, she bought her dress and everything. She needs to be talked off the metaphorical ledge and I am the only one that seems to be sane enough to do it. Which makes her ex hitting on me all the more ridiculous. Oh, I was also supposed to move in the weekend she was getting kicked out. Irony, huh?
Plus, I have no prom date and no money to go stag. I just have so my sexual frustration that I might explode. Tumblr love me.