But I really really [REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY] don’t like you.
*huff.
And giddy and excited and anxious
Because life.
I love you, more.
I just giggled to myself
Thinking I could also put “I love you, Moore.”
:D
Now I love you even more, Moore.
Bwahahaha.
💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚
None for me.. Just spoiling the bf and @cinnamini 😘 (Taken with instagram)
No idea why.
I should just buy a car, so the days I don’t sleep at my bfs house, I’ll sleep in there.
Yeah. That I could afford.
#bumstatus
You told me this was my home now.
Considering I’ve been here every day for 4 months,
It seemed fit enough.
And It was the most relieving feeling.
Thinking I had somewhere to call home.
Instead of “you house” and “my parents house”…
I didn’t hold my breath though, I knew you’d be kicking me out sooner or later.
Of course, it’s not your fault.
I was never living here, *officially.
So,
Fuck.
I can’t stay here *as much.
Idk what that even means.
My parents got rid of my bed.
I have no room.
My clothes have been stored in boxes and I was given a few drawers for easier access.
That’s not my home either.
Looks like the only way out of this mess is for me to find my own place.
But I can’t fucking afford it.
So it looks like I’m gonna need another job to support myself.
Which is what I said months ago.
I’m working full time.
And we start our summer hours next week.
I can’t even look for another job right now.
Not to mention my school payments.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Someone help me. :(
