Plans screwed. Just when I thought my week could start off fine, everything got screwed. Thanks to you for not putting in any effort when you said you'd "plan something and make me happy." Despite the headache and the timmy ache I was so looking forward because today is your fucking off day and we finally can spend it together. Ha. Should have known better not to get my hopes up. My instincts never fail me.

If you don't bother in the first place, don't you dare say anything when I do the same to you. You just won't know how it feels to have everything crushing on you. Asshole.