Saturday, December 7, 2013

FUCKING PUMPKIN.

I AM LEGIT SOOOOOO FUCKING PISSED RIGHT NOWWWWW.

I WANT TO SMACK SOMEONE.

First off, made it through the day without food, so I'm going to spread my fast into tomorrow to get a 3 day fast happening. Fucking rightssssssss.

NOW TO THE ANGERRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

FUCKING PUMPKIN.

GOD DAMN FUCKING PUMPKIN.

She was supposed to pick me up at the airport tomorrow morning at 9.

She texts me about 12 hours before said pickup time saying that she won't be able to pick me up because it's "slushy".

WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT.

A) IT WON'T BE SLUSHY, THE HIGHWAY TO THE AIRPORT IS A MAJOR HIGHWAY PUMPKIN, IT'S GUN B CLEAR BITCH. PLUS IT HASN'T SNOWED THERE FOR LIKE A WEEK, I KNOW THESE THINGS.

B) I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT 5 MY TIME TO GET READY/GET THROUGH SECURITY/GET TO MY GATE. I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO DEAL WITH MY FUCKING LUGGAGE ON A GOD DAMN TRAIN IN EDMONTON GOING TO I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE AFRAID OF NON-EXISTANT SLUSH.

C) IF I WAIT FOR MY MOM TO PICK ME UP, I'LL BE WAITING AT THE AIRPORT FOR TWO HOURS. AND THERE'S NOTHING TO DO IN THE ARRIVAL WING OF THE AIRPORT.

D) I JUST FOUND OUT THAT THE HOTEL MY MOM'S STAYING IN THAT NIGHT WITH HER FRIENDS IS BOOKED AND THERE'S NOT ENOUGH BEDS FOR ME SO I WON'T HAVE A PLACE TO SLEEP, UNLESS I STAY AT PUMPKIN'S. WHICH I DON'T WANT TO NOW BECAUSE SHE'S A FUCKING BITCH LIKE FUCK HER, I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU WHORE.

E) I ALREADY HAD TO CHANGE MY FLIGHT TO FUCKING ACCOMMODATE THIS BITCH, AND NOW, 12 HOURS BEFORE SHE'S SUPPOSED TO PICK ME UP, SHE FUCKING BAILS.

WHAT A GOOD FUCKING FRIEND SHE IS.

I FUCKING SENT THE BITCH FLOWERS WHEN SHE BROKE UP WITH HER BF BECAUSE SHE FOUND OUT SHE WAS BEING CHEATED ON.

YES, I'M THE FRIEND WHO SENDS FLOWERS TO MY BROKEN FRIEND. BECAUSE PUMPKIN'S FRIENDS FUCKING KNEW THAT SHE WAS BEING CHEATED ON BUT THEY DIDN'T TELL HER BECAUSE THEY'RE ALSO SORTA FRIENDS WITH THE GUY. BUT LIKE SERIOUSLY, IF YOU EVER HEAR ABOUT ANYONE BEING CHEATED ON, FROM THE FUCKING PERSON WHO'S CHEATING, YOU TELL THE OTHER PERSON. IT'S THE HUMANE THING TO DO. LIKE FUCKKKK.

SO PUMPKIN, WTF. I'M A HELLA AWESOME FRIEND. WHY THE HELL DO YOU FUCKING SUCKKKKKK SO GOD DAMN MUCHHHHHHH.

I FUCKING HATE YOU

I HATE YOU

I HATE YOU

YOU NEVER GIVE ME ADVICE, I NEVER FEEL LIKE "OMG I NEED TO TELL PUMPKIN THIS", YOU TALK SHIT ABOUT ME WHEN YOU SUDDENLY GET MAD AT ME FOR NO REASON, YOU TELL EVERYONE MY LIFE STORY "BECAUSE I DIDN'T TELL YOU NOT TO", YOU'RE DUMB AS ALL HELLLLLLLLL, AND YOU BLAME THINGS ON ME (LIKE YOUR FUCKING SMOKES-- HAVE SOME GOD DAMN BALLS).

I HATE YOU
I HATE YOU
I HATE YOU

ROT IN HELL YOU SLUT.

FRIENDS OFF.

- MINT.

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