#maturity.

Okay Princess. Let me clear the air for a few minutes.

My post a few days ago, in case you can't freaking read, was about girls who were at college. In case you are too dense to understand, my friends at home are still my friends. I still hang out with all the girls that i used to, and a few more.

I'm not fucking immature enough to make my boyfriend choose between his friendships and me. He wants his friendship with Savannah, awesome. I know he loves me enough that he won't be inappropriate, and that's enough for me. I also know that my best friend is absolutely in love with Lindsey. So instead of being an immature bitch, i've swallowed my pride to be friends. And it's ended up for the better, cause she's probably one of my best friends.

And to elaborate on that.why are you judging other people's relationships?ya know, every other week, you are so depressed because yours doesn't treat you the way you want. so if my two best friends happen to fight, maybe you should keep your damn opinion to yourself. because nobody fucking cares. you just make people angry. If everybody's tweets are "just getting annoying,"UNFOLLOW THEM.that's what everybody does to you.

Have you noticed that only about half the crew follows you anymore? because your opinions are getting annoying. so rather than subtweet you and freak out about nothing, they unfollow you and the problem solves itself. that's how mature adults solve problems.