Lonely Girl
I hate college more than anything I possibly could have imagined.
I live with 11,000 people and I'm all alone.
My roommate's a bitch.
This isn't home; this can never be home. It's like living in a tiny little hotel room with a maid who gets pissed off every time you open the door.
I cried yesterday.
I cried today.
It has got to be better than this.
I live with 11,000 people and I'm all alone.
My roommate's a bitch.
This isn't home; this can never be home. It's like living in a tiny little hotel room with a maid who gets pissed off every time you open the door.
I cried yesterday.
I cried today.
It has got to be better than this.
posted by Allison at
2:06 PM
2 Comments:
My freshman year of college was awful ... one of the worst times of my life ... especially the first semester.
At the time, I didn't think things would ever get better. But, somehow, they did ... eventually.
Hang in there!
I heart you, Michael.
Thanks so much for the encouragement.
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