Ninety- Eight

How are you suppose to feel when you're always second best to the one you love?
Happy for them? Or sad for yourself?
Maybe a mixture of the two.

Ninety-Seven

I have a place to live!!!

Thank you God!!!!

Ninety-Six

I need a roommate.

And a room.

Boo.

Ninety-Five

You know what sucks, when something is totally fair and it doesn't work out for you. That sucks.

Ninety-Four

I'm going home!

Ninety-Three

Oh man.

What a total jerk.

He really needs to get his stuff together.

And poor Melissa- my prayers to her.

And Molly- how does she not realize that when guys do this, they do it again and again.

Once an asshole always an asshole.

My heart hurts.

Ninety-Two

If music could physically wrap you up in it- I'd want Coldplay to hold me forever.