I always have to ruin a good day.
But guys, I’m going to be honest.
As excited as I am to have my own apartment…I am terrified of living alone. I’m terrified of JB moving away. I’m terrified of growing up even more.
I’m losing friends left and right, and JB will be like 3 1/2 hours away, so now every time he leaves I whine like a little bitch because I don’t want to be alone. Because in two months I will be totally alone. He should be the more nervous one, because he’s leaving everyone. But he handles things so much better than me.
I’ve cried more the past two days than I have in forever. And I can’t stop.
Make life stop. Please.