Bother.
Here,
You make plans. You promise to keep that plan. And then you cancel.
You don’t even bother to text me,
“I’m sorry”
Instead, you text me what you did without me as if you forgot you cancelled on me. What kind of BS is this.
And it isn’t the first time. Make a promise, and keep it. I hate the feeling of it being broken. Reminds me of my childhood days with my dad.
If you don’t know yet,
Yes. I’m really extremely butthurt. And I probably don’t even wanna hang out with you anymore after this. I hold a grudge.
And I hold it good.
Sincerely,
Hana
