Today, I didn't get to sleep until 3am, I woke back up at 6:45am for work. I didn't finish work until 3:30pm and I was shattered, had to go do staff training for the 3RD TIME THIS WEEK. Which is ridiculous as we usually only do it once every 3 months. I went to McD's after the shift, and a friend informed me my best friend had fallen out with his girlfriend, so I was like "Oh my god, what happened, why" and my friend replied, "She didn't like how you were friends with him" I died at that point, My mate really liked her. And because of me they've fallen out. I feel some consolation that he told her if he had to pick he would pick his "Compadre (Me)" everytime. Which means he really does value our friendship. I feel like ****ing **** though.
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Originally Posted by butthead aka 216
i havent i refuse to in fact. it triggers my ptsd from yrs ago when i thought my ex's anal beads were those edible candy necklaces
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Originally Posted by Dr. Rez
Keep it in your pants scottie.
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