So, yeah, I was called a hoe because I don't have many girl friends and I mostly hang out with the guys. I mean, well, that's my choice, isn't it? And that's just an opinion of a one guy whom I barely know and don't really like but still. Who he think he is saying it to my face? You might think it was as a joke, because he obviously said it afterwards, but it didn't sound like a joke at all.
And you know what? Fuck this. I know it sounds like I care, but I don't. I'm just fucking pissed off that someone actually cares to comment on my life when theirs is even more shittier than mines. But I'm not gonna talk about it. It's just c'mon, it's rude to say this to people's faces. I don't call anyone idiots for believing in God, do I? SO why comment on how I choose to live my life?
Anyway, I was talking with one of my friends about this and she said that it does sound a bit strange, knowing that my guys slept over. I mean, she got every detail and we had a good laugh about it. I always laugh from everything, don't I? But yeah, she told me to be more careful around my guys now, even if I do trust them so fucking much. Maybe that's why I went home so early from their house? I mean, I went there to eat something. And to check if everything is cool. And I do think it is. I mean, I don't know. I did feel a bit anxious but that's probably because I was waiting for any remarks. I didn't get them, thank God. I think it's out silent agreement not to talk about it ever again.
But yeah, I'm off to bed, I need my beauty sleep because tomorrow I'll have to smash the hell out of the field, I desperately need my rent money. So, yeah, have a good good night, because I will xx
oh, p.s. Guess who feel of her bed last night. It does sound fun, but fuck it hurts my hand so much, I can barely touch it. It didn't break, but still hurts as fuck.
night x
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