where did the last 2 days go? I don’t even remember anymore. work is so exhausting, so mind numbing. I will miss it so much. it is such a bad idea to quit.
atika said you’d been to her house twice. hilarious you didn’t mention it even once. nor did you mention that i was invited. you bullshit about wanting me to go out more, to be more social. where do your lies end? where do they begin?
you don’t care about me. everything you say to me alone in the room is a fucking lie. what you are is that classless whore you were today. at a birthday i fucking bank rolled. you didn’t bother asking for my involvement. you didn’t fucking bother with anything. i feel like such a damn fucking fool.
i’m left alone crying once again. in this shit smelling paint peeled ugly as ass windowless room. and you’re out. with your friends. hanging out, being the party guy.
hope its worth it. you just lost me forever.
happy 30th asshole. i hope the next 30 have nothing to do with me.
