Every time..."Call me after work." No answer. Just like before. "I'll be there at this time." "I'll talk to you- promise."
I'm not stupid. I know what's going on. But I hate feeling jerked around. So I guess, decision made. Done.
Promises are for liars and I'm impatient.
There is nothing to do here in May. Everyone leaves. There's May term, but I don't know anyone taking it. School doesn't start again till June. Fuckin shit. Nothing to do here but drink and get a tan.
Let's get to work on that...
I'm not stupid. I know what's going on. But I hate feeling jerked around. So I guess, decision made. Done.
Promises are for liars and I'm impatient.
There is nothing to do here in May. Everyone leaves. There's May term, but I don't know anyone taking it. School doesn't start again till June. Fuckin shit. Nothing to do here but drink and get a tan.
Let's get to work on that...