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How I've spent my day so far:
First I ate breakfast. Then I sat in my chair and read. When I finished my book, I sat in my chair and cried. Luke's a fucking asshole. He ditched my yesterday. It would have been our last time to see each other because he's in Maine and I'm going to college. We were supposed to go to Canobie Lake Park. I understand that it was raining. We could have still gone. Or we could have done something else. Or Luke could have gone to work without telling me. I called all day wondering what was happening. He called me after work and didn't apologize, only said that it was raining, as if it should have been obvious to me that he would go into work. It really should have been because he never stops ditching me to go to work. But this time was different. I mean I'm not going to see him again until Thanksgiving because I'm just assuming that he won't ever get any time off work so that he can come visit me. But anyway, he didn't ask me to chill with him after work. He talked to me for a few minutes and then had to go because his mom wanted the phone. And that brings us up to now. I'm so fucking sick of being treated like I'm his second best friend (right after Homegoods). I'm sick of his never taking responsibility for anything and never apologizing. I can't wait to go to college where my friends might be bitchy or mean from time to time, but they always come through when it's important. Fucking Luke. I don't even want to waste time thinking about him, but I can't stop.
First I ate breakfast. Then I sat in my chair and read. When I finished my book, I sat in my chair and cried. Luke's a fucking asshole. He ditched my yesterday. It would have been our last time to see each other because he's in Maine and I'm going to college. We were supposed to go to Canobie Lake Park. I understand that it was raining. We could have still gone. Or we could have done something else. Or Luke could have gone to work without telling me. I called all day wondering what was happening. He called me after work and didn't apologize, only said that it was raining, as if it should have been obvious to me that he would go into work. It really should have been because he never stops ditching me to go to work. But this time was different. I mean I'm not going to see him again until Thanksgiving because I'm just assuming that he won't ever get any time off work so that he can come visit me. But anyway, he didn't ask me to chill with him after work. He talked to me for a few minutes and then had to go because his mom wanted the phone. And that brings us up to now. I'm so fucking sick of being treated like I'm his second best friend (right after Homegoods). I'm sick of his never taking responsibility for anything and never apologizing. I can't wait to go to college where my friends might be bitchy or mean from time to time, but they always come through when it's important. Fucking Luke. I don't even want to waste time thinking about him, but I can't stop.