Wtf. I was completely looking forward to eating there once I went to college. Guess that dream is ruined.

I dont need your anti-gay but amazingly tasty chicken sandwiches.

Am I the only one?

Its good to know that I’m such a priority. I try to sit down and have a conversation with my mom about Adam and me, college, and things in general. Instead, her boyfriend calls her and she immediately takes the call. I guess my things just dont matter enough to her.

I can hear her sitting out there talking about having the septic tank be drained. Thats really more important than what I was saying?
Fucking. Awesome.

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(Source: most-awkward-moments, via athrillicantshake)