Growing up I had it burned into my brain that people always leave. I hated it. From my parents to my siblings, even my animals. Now this isn’t a pity party, as you continue reading you will see why certain information is neccessary. I had a habit of giving entirely too much if not all of me to anyone I became close to, even though in the back of my head I knew it would only end with a goodbye. Fri...

When I finally came too and realized that awful blaring noise was my girlfriend’s alarm, I knew we we’re screwed. Saturday morning’s aren’t the lazy sunday morning vibes but they also aren’t meant to be the wild school and work morning vibes either. Saturday mornings for us though are much worse. When the boy goes away for the weekend, edibles come into play. Friday nights are for munchie food, ju...