I love to drink tea with a teaspoon of honey. Especially when my throat is as raw as a skinned pelt. Ohhh baby.
I dropped that memory course and I all at once love/regret the decision. It's nice to relax, but I keep putting off things I need to do and get done.
I am scared I'm going to get bitter and hateful again. But, if I hold on strong I'll be fine.
I'm also sick and tired of acting like it's okay that all these people keep texting me for sex, naked pictures, 'shows' and whatnot. In a way it's my fault, I have provided a lax screening of my expectations. All I fucking want is respect, homie. And I'm not getting it. I want someone to legit ask me out for coffee. Am I too easy? Or insatiable? Ugh.
I'm going to go drink my tea, work out and drive to Mount Holyoke. Stupid basketball game. I don't even get paid. LAME.
I will not allow this day to get 'lame'.
Bye.
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