Was it always this hard?
The whole problem is enough to make me drink red wine and stuff my face with basmati rice.
And if you don't understand that, we really can't be friends anymore.
Um but honestly can someone help me make this work? Because I am reported to be smart and I am failing. FAIL, FAIL, FAILING.
I do love you though. I can't help myself, and love is all that matters.
(But I fucking want my stats). (Please).