09 1 / 2012

Something I dislike…

Lately, I’ve felt pushed to the side by some of my friends because of their new beaus. Don’t flake on me because of them. Don’t bring them along last minute. When we do go out, don’t stare at your phone the entire night and refuse to utter a single word until your text is perfectly written. What happened to making memories with friends that don’t include phones and electronics, but includes alcohol and a lot of laughs?

Now, I’ve realized that I am guilty of some of these and I am sorry. If I do any of these, punch me in the right boob.

Bros before hoes? Am I right?

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