BearFish

Kinda. 

When I say I am back, means I will try my hardest to keep everyone (Hannah) on my oh so great life.

Not.

If I have to hear my mom say: “Are you OK?” then I will have a break down. If I have to listen to her go on about her stupid wedding and about how eventually she will have to move to Tenerife to live with her stupid soon-to-be husband then I will shut my head in a door, because quite frankly I cannot be dealing with this any longer.

She can go and get married to someone who is a complete dick. That’s cool. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you that you are wasting time and money. 

And no, I don’t want to be a witness, because incase the phrase: “Mom, I don’t like him, so count me out” is NOT clear enough then I don’t like him, so carry on and do as you please… oh wait. You are. And I have clearly been overlooked. 

On the plus, we don’t have double English tomorrow. That is all. 

Fish.