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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