Ah, fuckPosted on 2008.11.17 at 01:52
Tracy is thinking of moving in with her girlfriend. And I can't help but feeling like that will be the end to our friendship. Five years. Of course. And this one hasn't been going wrong for the past 2 or 3. I didn't see it coming and it's not my fault this time, but it doesn't make it any easier. Right now I want to curl up with a bottle of booze and just cry. I've been good. I've been supportive. I didn't put my foot in my mouth this time. I don't deserve this. Unless this is what karma tastes like. Then, from Mollie, I do deserve it.