You can’t hide the pain like broken puppet strings. It’ll will always find it’s way out to torment someone, whether be it yourself or someone close to you.
I just wanted to rant about one small thing: punctuation.
This isn’t about grammar, it’s about the attitude towards things. You can’t just turn up 4 days late for something and then say “I’m sorry” - nowhere in the world is this acceptable, even if you’re the fucking president. There should be a social obligation for you to follow what ever you promised, and fucking do it.
Now I’m fairly tolerable about small things, but 4 fucking days you had to turn up, and you didn’t. Always trying to delay with whatever it is that you have to do to not come. This isn’t about you being busy, this is about you being disorganized. For christ’s sake, we agreed on a date, and I gave you a leeway of a day to make it here, but you decide to wander off and sort out your plane tickets - why didn’t you do this before? You had 6 months to buy a fucking plane ticket, yet you’re here today trying to sort it out.
This is the reason why they say us 90’s kids have no working potential - it’s because of people like you that are disorganized, promise-breaking, and most of all, not punctual.
I’m tired of your fucking excuses.
I’d rather pretend
that i’m still there at the end.
The reality hurts.