and blaming it all on me in the end.
because it was my choice, you always say.
i never had a choice. thank you for using me.
i cant believe you just fucking ruined all my fucking efforts to try and give you the best fucking birthday ever, even after you told me to 'cancel everything' that night. ive tried okay?
do you honestly think i can pull off a birthday surprise by sitting at home sleeping or sitting in school to wait for my ezlink card? Or by having 8 hours of sleep every night? Or so you think?
because ive been doing the opposite and its fucking frustrating to have you do dumb shit things when i cant tell you anything in the sake of a surprise and all you do is to blame me for being petty and fucked up for being tired all the time when ive been running around like a mad shit dog everyday to make things happen
i should be the one giving up, not you (honestly, what right do you have to say that?)
