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Housing Plans

My dearest Aubrey wants to live with me next year. And we want a sweet freshman named Angela to live with us too. And I just assume that Liz will be living with us as well. I think that I can handle it... I love the girl, really. I just can't tell her when I'm not happy with her.

Except for last Monday, when I basically stormed out of the apartment. But that doesn't count, because I never actually said anything about it. We should've talked about it. I just can't, that's all.

I'm disappointed. People always let you down, you know? Even up to recently, I'll find people whom I just assume are close to perfect, and when I find out that they are not, I really get sad. I know that I let people down too.