Last night he called me a floosy (pronounced floo-zee). Apparently that's what I've been all along. Just someone nearby to lay his hands on. I feel dirty… and not in the good way. She's coming down for 20 days on Saturday. I'm not sure if I'm up for that. Not right now. But I have to be, so I'm preparing as best I can.
Sorry for not updating in a while. My housemate, also known as shit-for-brains (can I say that on here?) cause he's the cause of all this crap. But he's also the one who's drawing tablet I use late late at night to draw with. That, and it's been study-study-study, but tomorrow is a completley free day, so I'll probably vent everything possible over that one day. Excuses, excuses, I know :P
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