Why does it always have to be convenient to you to talk? Why can't it be that you put aside your crap for 5 minutes to listen to me cry? It's always the other way around unless you're having a great day and remember to ask me how mine is.
I want your advice
I want to laugh with you
I want to cry with you
I honestly didn't think it would be this hard and I wish you never left. It seems like an eternity. Not being able to talk reminds me of last year. So much. And I hate it
Ugh. I don't know if i can wait until next friday
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