x0. Know My Birthday, Bitch
okay, yes, i'm angry again...and yes, because of him, again...wth..i just get so flippin frustrated with him...maybe like 30 min earlier, he called me just to say wassup n stuff...n everything was goin cool but then he started actin funny because i wouldnt come back at him for callin me names n stuff (its our "thing" i guess) so anyway, i just kept sayin whatever and finally for some reason, he bust out with "whats my bday? whats my fav colour?" n all this shit...and of course, i answered them correctly and i was like "so wth was that for?" and he answered "just making sure" so i was like "ooh, okay, just makin sure huh? well then, whats my birthday?" but he never answered me...he just kept cutting me off sayin "what? are you talking? i cant hear you! are we peachy? yeah, thats enough!"......i know damn well that he doesnt know my bday, my fav colour, my fav number, or anything...i know every fuckin thing about this boy..i even know where is flippin birthmark is and you cant even see it...and he had THE nerve so ask me am i mad...wtf, he was being rude and an asshole and he expects me to not be mad? and ya know..the thing is that if i hadnt have answered him correctly, then he woulda been mad sayin that i dont love him n blah blah blah...i am SO sick of him...the lil things he does just sends me over the edge and not wanting to come back...well hes gonna hear it later...he WILL know my damn birthday