Weirdos. How can you even like, call that a friendship. :laugh: Or maybe you don't. Or you do. Doesn't matter. *not trying to insult you
I’m so afraid of it being ruined by something that is not under my control. I don’t actually feel that the chances are high, but I don’t like to think about it. Of course I think about it anyway.
It gives off a sick feeling in the stomach. :(
Fight. Argue. Quit... maybe. Whatever I have to do. They are not important to me.
They are ALMOST as bad as the big ones, just because the're so annoying, and come up so often. It's useless asking people certain questions, just cause we lie so much.
I’d definitely want to.
Sometimes you just have to. No, you're not fat.
Can they refuse me, without all being slaughtered?
Not yet. I don’t know how I’ll be notified. I tried to bring it up, but I never got the opportunity (I am a pussy). I’ll be more militant next time.
Unless it's for your own good. ;) Kidding, of course.
