Friday, March 27, 2009

Bless the young and rich,With designer drugs and designer friends

fuck you.
i hate when you tell me you're going to do something, then you don't.
then you turn around and bitch at me for doing something i didn't.
and your excuses suck ass.
get some new ones, better ones
I'm sick f your bullshit, you've known about this for 3 weeks,
and to be honest, as soon as you said you were going to be late, i knew your weren't going to follow through.
this fucked up my night, killed extra time i had with him, all thanks to you.

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