Sunday, January 24, 2010
QUIT.
OH MY FUCKING GODD. when you make plans with me, don't tell me last minute that you wanna go the next day or next time. YOU ALWAYS SAY NEXT TIME. i fucking hate those words put together. NEXT TIME. shit! i'm tired of you always telling me next time, but next time never shows up! when i really need a day out to go get things done, i can't ever get anything done with you around. i am never ever making plans with you again.
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