One day...
...I'll learn my lessons. Today is one more day closer to that. Soon, I will be living on my own and not have a boyfriend. Don't get me wrong. I prefer to have one, but not one that doesn't treat me the way I deserve. So far, I'm Oh and Two. Twenty-five years old and only two serious boyfriends. Both apparently aren't for me. The one I'm still
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Things are going to get better. I mean, I still have all my family. I'm just finally ready to be on my own and control my own life. It's about time, too.
I told Grant (the bf, obviously) that when he decided to be responsible for himself and actually have a job, we could be together. But not before. So I have to get through Christmas and save some dough and get an apartment. You would not believe the BS that goes on around this house. Oh, I live with Grant at his parents after my last roommate decided to drink himself into rehab, spend all my rent money on alcohol, and nearly lose his house. How epic.
Do you still have my email addy? It's the same one as before. Shoot me one and let me know how and where you are these days.
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