I hate when people flake on me. Especially last minute.
To me, that just shows that you don't care about my time. Which...hello!...rude af.
I hate feeling so alone here in ATL. It sucks. I know people but I'm not actually friends with anyone. No one is really about me and it's trash.
I know life is trying to teach me to be about myself and for that to be enough. However...it's not.
I have therapy on Tuesday. Thank. God.
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