I hate when people try to make their lives seem like they’re a lot more important and busier than yours, especially when those people don’t have to work 22 hours a week and take a full load of classes. How did I learn to live with him freshman year?
I hate when people try to make their lives seem like they’re a lot more important and busier than yours, especially when those people don’t have to work 22 hours a week and take a full load of classes. How did I learn to live with him freshman year?
