But god ******** DAMMIT.
I'm supposed to hang out with the person I really like who could probably give two shits about me tomorrow, but I can't because I have to go to the ******** doctor RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ******** DAY.
I am so. Pissed. Off. You have no ******** idea.
And I left him the stupidest voicemail ever.
"Hey, uh, can't hang out tomorrow. So. Just forget it.
Talk to you later. I guess?" And then I had an, "Ah, who cares I'm not that important anyway." trailing off at the end of the message.
We'll never find another ******** seriously.
NEVER.
We've been trying to find a day to hang out since the 13th of LAST ******** MONTH. JULY, PEOPLE.
He keeps pushing me back so maybe I'll just wait another 3 ******** weeks.
I just wanted to hang out with him a last time before I said "******** it" and sulked in my room for a long time.
And what makes this worse ( oh, tell me, how could it be worse? ) my mom keeps rubbing the s**t in my face I already know. "If he keeps pushing you back doesn't that tell you he DOESN'T WANT TO ******** SEE YOU?"
Yep. Thanks for the kind words, mother.
I'll just have to settle with paying $8 every Saturday night to see him for the rest of my pathetic life. I mean, I'd go to Rocky Horror anyway, it's just that he's there.
I can understand why he doesn't want to date me. I'm probably bugging the living ******** out of him.
Even I wouldn't date me. Hell, I always knew I would never want to have a friend like me anyway.
Discuss.
s**t <******** UP YOUR LIFE.
s**t <******** UP YOUR LIFE.
