We should drive down more back alleys randomly ok? Cause for some reason we just can't get lost, we either end up back where we were or Angela tells us we've arrived because you're neglecting Sheila.
In other news, when you were singing I really wanted you to take your own advice. I really wanted to tell you to to.
I thought it was very interesting how they all kinda looked. It was like are they or aren't they? And I was like can someone please ask him so I can know! FRICK!
Also I love that you can talk to me about stuff like that.
It's ok if you felt out of place with Tequila. Is it weird that I didn't feel out of place? Maybe I wasn't even thinking about the money? Or maybe the money doesn't bother me anymore? I'm not sure.
I fail at navigating so bad, but apparently you love me. FML.
Anyways this is my rage but not actual rage, just my confusion...
I really should get to work on that social essay,
Jessica
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