December 2011
*phone rings*
Me: ... hello?
Best Friend: Hey baby are you okay?
Me: ...yeah, why wouldn't I be?
Best Friend: ... because you just broke up with Ben, didn't you?
Me: wtf no, not that I know of :\
Best Friend: well then your facebook has been hacked.
Cause someone thought it would be the best joke ever to change my relationship status and make me lesbian as well... just so you know mr. hacker, "lezbianism" is not a religion.
(in bed)
Ben: babe can you move over a bit?
Me: Not really, Yoda [my cat] is behind me
Ben: ....what?
Me: He's asleep and curled up next to my back, so cuttteee :3
Ben: .... so you're not moving over because you'll wake up your cat??
Boys will never understand.
The worst thing
About depression is feeling miserable as fuck for no particular reason, but not having the energy to go out and do something you love, so you are unable to make yourself feel better….
so
either I took my underwear off in my sleep last night, or ben had sex with me while I was asleep. again.
its alarming how possible both of these things are.
