damn.

It’s been 3 months since I’ve posted anything on tumblr. Been busy with school and my old laptop died on me a few weeks ago. Oh wells, now that the spring quarter is about to end in a few weeks I have a feeling I’d be on this more often. Maybe.

I’m tired of your double standards.

I swear I can’t chill with guys cause you’re worried that they may do something but you’re out with females and not even telling me but I gotta tell you everything I fucking do. Seriously? And you have the audacity to tell me I trip over the littlest things. You got me fucked up. I’m about to just leave. If you actually cared things would be different.

Failed plans

You make plans with me the next day because you have free time. I agree. I let my parents know that I will be out. I get excited. I get a text. You ask to move our plans.

Are you forreal?! How the fuck are you gunna do this to me? Telling me this morning “I’ll help you with it tomorrow. I’m seeing you tomorrow, right? I get off early”. And I fucking said yeahh I’ll be free. And then I text you that I won’t be having a meeting so I don’t have to leave early. But you have the fucking audacity to ask to move our plans to Sunday cause I told you “last minute” and that you already made plans. WTF?! How is this my fault? You never told me that you were getting off work early and that you weren’t closing! So of course I didn’t tell you that I didn’t have a meeting cause you were always closing so it didn’t matter! And now you want to cancel plans on me? That’s a low ass blow.

I was so juiced to actually be able to chill with you after work. I don’t understand how our plan was “last minute” when you were the one who told me this afternoon that you would be getting off early today and you knew you were getting off early for the past 2 days and you didn’t tell me shit! So how was I supposed to know to tell you that I would be free Friday? Got me fucked up.

And I don’t feel guilty that you had to cancel the plans you made cause you said you’d be seeing me the next day. So you never said anything bout you having fucking plans so I didn’t know. And by now you should know that I have to tell me parents ahead of time that I would be out and for you to tell me that you’re busy tomorrow a few minutes ago made me feel like a fool. It’s not easy to ask permission from my parents to let me out and for me to go back to them to tell them that I’m not going? You most def got me fucked up. I’m tired of you doing this to me. If you had other plans that you planned ahead of time why didn’t you even ask me to fucking come over tomorrow? It’s not my problem. You want a disappointed girl all day tonight and tomorrow, be my guest. You got your Christmas gift. An angry girl.