I write two posts about how I'm going to hang myself and no comments? Tough crowd. Here goes post three because apparently nobody's reading this anyway. The BF went out with his friends tonight. They went to the bar and the did something else and now they're playing scrabble.
I would kill to have somebody to play scrabble with. I remember when board games were my life. Playing board and card games is my ultimate favourite thing to do! The BF said he'd be home by 11, when I get home from work. It's almost 11:30 and he's still out playing scrabble. He texted me saying I can check for updates on the game on Facebook.
FUCK YOU YOU FAGGOT FACEBOOK ADDICTED FREAK!