You called and called and called until I pick up the damn phone. Then without saying 'Hi how are you' just bitched about your cousins and how they hated your father bla bla. After you finished off your little rant, you said you'd called back which I know you won't then hang up. Bitch much? Do I look like a freakin' doormat to you? Why the hell didn't you just call your stupid college friends? I'm sure they are willing to hear about your sob story.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
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