drama drama drama. i feel like i'm living in a tv show for pete's sake. come on girls. let's cut all the crap and be happy. no more yelling. no more (scratching..). no more blaming. no more secrets. no more. i'm sick of it. why can't we live in a fairytale book with happy endings, instead of a freaking soap opera. please. i'm begging. just forget about that dumb boy, that family-splitting divorce, that not-so-hot grade, that juicy gossip you just heard. just forget for one day, and let's have a girls night. a sleepover full of open discussion and laughing and maybe even crying, to get it off our chests.
friday. my house. six o'clock.
be there or be []. i mean it.
love,
katie