Just give me my Game Boy back!
When we broke up I forgot that he had my Game Boy, now that I remember that he does, I want it back. I ask him to put it in his mail box so I could come by and pick it up. He told me he didn't get the message in time and wasn't home. That's cool.
I told him to leave it in the mail box and I'll pick it up today, he asked when I'll be around and I said 5:00 and he said he will be home.
So I make my way over (which I have to walk from my work) and nothings in the mail box and no one is home. So what the fuck? I was even late! I hate this. just leave the shit in the mail box! Is it that fucking hard? I hate to make a big deal about this because its just a fucking retarded Game Boy, holy shit I just want this back because it bugs me that he has it.
So I message him and text him and I get nothing! Not even a lame excuse.
I told him to leave it in the mail box and I'll pick it up today, he asked when I'll be around and I said 5:00 and he said he will be home.
So I make my way over (which I have to walk from my work) and nothings in the mail box and no one is home. So what the fuck? I was even late! I hate this. just leave the shit in the mail box! Is it that fucking hard? I hate to make a big deal about this because its just a fucking retarded Game Boy, holy shit I just want this back because it bugs me that he has it.
So I message him and text him and I get nothing! Not even a lame excuse.