Yupp.
My brother is dating my friend. Let’s call her Julie. But back to my brother. I thought we were friends. But he broke up with Julie three weeks ago. Julie told me today. Thank god for Julie. It sucks. They broke up, but I love them both. And i was the last to know. His sister! the last to know. Not classy.
getting a lesson on how to tell if boys are flirting with you…
i’m a hopeless case.
Like a good portion of my pitiful stories, this one starts with “So there’s this guy”
I love languages. english, spanish, sign language, music.
I love the way you communicate with special double meanings. I love the comprehension. I love new things linking to old things. And music is just beautiful, it communicates without words.
