you know what f*ck you, yo.

...well you said when i used yo it brought a smile to your face. so you wanted to hang out, that's cool. i said yes, it's been a while. for whatever reason i really wanted to just be around you again. my one simple request? just please give me enough notice in case thursday night was bad for you. that way if we weren't going to hang out i could at least go out with nikki rather than stay at home waiting for you by the phone. i guess that's too much to ask. i forgot that it's all about you and what you want and what you need. old me would sit and wait thinking, "well he might call, i mean it's almost midnight but he could still call". this me knows how shitty and unreliable you are to the people you claim to care about. this me just got off the phone with nikki. this me will be shakin' my ass this time tomorrow night. i hope you have fun with your sad songs and your memories. granted she's not a boy, but i love being around her all the same. like grandma used to say a boob in the hand is worth two dicks in the bush. or something like that.