dont you just love it... when you spend over a month organising something on a daily basis for someone.. scrimping.. saving.... killing yourself to get the money to get the surprise....... and when the day comes to give it...
they dont want to know about it.... theres being hung up about getting older.. and then theres just offensive... I should have still gone into work tonight.. .because he has organised to go to a doctors appointment for an hour and a half after work.. .which means he wont be home till 8.30.... so whatever....
I'm sick of trying so hard for nobody to apppreciate it...
I should have just paid my bills instead....
sorry.... I'm just heartbroken right about now.... and so fucking tired... I've had about 6 hours sleep....
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they dont want to know about it.... theres being hung up about getting older.. and then theres just offensive... I should have still gone into work tonight.. .because he has organised to go to a doctors appointment for an hour and a half after work.. .which means he wont be home till 8.30.... so whatever....
I'm sick of trying so hard for nobody to apppreciate it...
I should have just paid my bills instead....
sorry.... I'm just heartbroken right about now.... and so fucking tired... I've had about 6 hours sleep....
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I always warn people that I'm going to be in a cranky mood on my birthday. I think my friends are used to it by now.
Chin up.
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bloody adrian.
fuck man, if someone made a huge fuss over me for my birthday with fucking kick arse presents, i'd at least pretend to be half greatful.
Sometimes I think you're too good for his crap. Even I'm a downer but i know there comes a time when you just have to fucking get over yourself and laugh. You have more life and mojo in your pinky than him.
bah. at least i love you.
[Edited on Oct 02, 2003]