After sitting alone at the bar for nearly three hours reading a series of “I’m running late,” and “I won’t make it” text messages, I threw away any hope of seeing my girls. Each tap of my nail against the rim of the glass in front of me was another point of realization. I had to get used to this new life as the last single girl in the group. We’d always promised each other that when
Trash ass friends if you ask me
