Oxygen

"Honestly - I hate to admit it, but I think I said it on camera already so I'll say it - when Jennavecia was packing her stuff she was so nonchalant, and she wasn’t the only one. We listlessly followed her from room to room, watching her pack her sh*t, going through the motions when asking her to stay. I think everyone, her included, was ready for her to leave. I remember having to work on pushing out tears, because I cried when Lyric left, and I wanted to cry for her too. I worked hard lol, I hadn’t tried to cry that hard since I lived with my parents hahaha. Honestly, I was ready for her to go. She had worn out her welcome. I adore Jenn, as ""that party girl"", I do, but I couldn’t take living with her anymore. I didn’t like the person that I became when I was with her. I knew before she left, too… The night Jenn left, on the drive home from the bar, Andrea and I had a conversation about religion or philosophy or whatever – it doesn’t matter – but Jenn felt left out. She kept trying to butt in with nonsense, and we ignored her. It was the first time in months that I had had a convo about something other than clubs, shoes, or boys. When that happened, Jenn was ignored, and she kept saying ""you guys are lame"", and we were talking over her. Eventually she shut up and ignored us – that night, that car ride, I think she realized that she didn’t own the party girls anymore. Honestly, that car ride was what made us realize that we didn’t need or want Jenn anymore. Even if she hadn’t been forced to leave, I think she would have left because of the circumstances – no longer being in power anymore."