You didnt get me my damn crackers. I do take pity money instead though hinthint.
Gd stop b tching about it. I KNOW its important, I KNOW my life quite literally depends on it, and I KNOW its taking forever. But you b tching about it left and right isnt going to make shit go any faster, and its certainly not going to make people say 'Oh! You need this.' and hand the shit to me, especially not in the current economy.
F you. You dont call me for months. You dont come over and see me for months. You practically dont exist. And then you suddenly contact me and ask me that? What. F cking. Nerve. Get lost.
Sigh. Im not gonna beg for forgiveness, nor do I expect it. I know I was being a royal ass. And Im not gonna disrespect you even more by making excuses.