*sigh*
We shared some great times, 6e. You've seen me through 3 jobs, 2 boyfriends, 1000 lady get-togethers, 5 slumber parties, countless J pizza deliveries, and much, much more... And you never once judged me when I passed out with my heels on.
Unfortunately, It's the end of an era. Like when 90210 went off the air. Minus Donna Martin and that ill-fitting mermaid costume
6e? No other tenant will love you like I loved you. This one goes out to you, babydoll.
