Not a fan of giving drunk friends advice on their love life.
Dear 2008, I hope you rot in hell. I'm glad 2009 is gonna replace you, cause you were a crappy, unfantastic, ridiculously unfabulous year.
Dear 2008, I hope you rot in hell. I'm glad 2009 is gonna replace you, cause you were a crappy, unfantastic, ridiculously unfabulous year.