black.is.the.new.black
22 and a former kappa cheerleader from texas. recent graduate with no idea where to go. trying to successfully integrate my love of all things frat/srat (but mostly frat) into the real world...a real world that just happens to be in italy...with my parents. it's not going to be pretty.
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love cinque terre! definitely trying to go back this summer because its only like a 3 hour train ride
Cinque Terra, Italy
okay wow this is stunning
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imma just say
Okay I’m sorry but you can’t ask me shit like “oh we’re just friends, right?” and then still get to say things like “I seriously missed you so much while you were in the states” or “I love just spending time with you” or call me hun and babe or fucking invite me over all the time to hang out with you and your friends or kiss me and hold my hand in front of other people or any of that shit. Also, far too many of your friends have told me that they’ve heard SO much about me from you….why are you talking about me so much if we’re just friends? It’s not like you’re telling them sexual shit because we haven’t even boned yet. You not only told one of your buddies that you were ditching out early on his birthday weekend in Florence so you could come back and see me since I had just gotten back, you also didn’t go out last night so you could spend time watching “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” with me. Like I realize that you’re deploying to Afghanistan next month and this will go nowhere and I’m not asking you to be my boyf now or ever but let’s at least call this what it is and admit that we’re a little bit more than just friends.
Also I don’t appreciate that you used my Kate Spade body wash when you took a shower at my place this morning.
Soldier in mah bed, sol-soldier in mah bed
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