my friends live in a vacuum and when i point that out they are more than happy to agree. and they call me weird. please.
like living under a rock isn't weird.
there's a ring of truth to the statement birds of the same feather flock together. what a weird bunch i hang out with, yep.
often i wondered [sometimes out loud, most times, to myself... out loud, nyahar] why film and TV antagonists even have friends. as a mean girl, i now know the answer. because even kontrabidas need closet mean girls to put the yin in their yang.
my friends live in a vacuum and a meanie closet, i do declare.
and i couldn't ask for more.
2 comments:
observation:
hanging out with mean girls has a lot of perks. u get to meet cool people, free lunch, vip privileges, etc. (cinderella's evil sisters got to mingle with the royal family, right?) and so we hang out with xai.. harhar.
you, mean girl, are my Id.
and i so love you stephie. :)
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