Monday, October 6, 2014

I need you to do me a favor...figure out exactly what you want me to be in your life.  And stop fucking around.

I know you're busy.  Guess what...?  So am I.  I know you were sick this past weekend, and that sucks.  But it is part of life, we all get sick sometimes. I'm sorry that it happened on a big, big weekend for you, definitely could've been better timing.

But I really need you to figure this shit out.  And then grow some fucking balls, be a man and tell me. 

I've been clear with what I want.  Repeatedly. 

Now it's your turn.

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