February 21, 2007 Two wrongs doesn't make a right. But I figured out that since I saw a few $10 notes lying in her room I'd just take 3 and give her back $4 change in exchange for that red top she wore out 1. without my permission and 2. I intended to sell away.
Some other time, I'll hunt for all my missing jackets.
I don't get what's in her mind. Her skin is like a full blown disease and she still wears my shirt and gets those pus stuck on them. How the hell do I dare to wear them? So I put them in the washing machine and then I don't see them again anymore.