I hate Emery. So you don’t have to tell me how the concert went because I already know that it sucked. How do I know you ask…well Emery was playing, so there.
Hung out last night, had some fun and then came home.
That’s about all I guess. I’m really tired and starving. On the way home I was thinking that this must be what it feels like to starve to death. Who knows.
We shared that beige apartment before we started trying each other as witches. That queen …