It gets real.
by Michelle
I get real because life gets real. I have no sympathy for your “problems” because ‘I told you so’. Nobody babied me through my first year of college so I’m not going to baby you. Man it up and get your act together. You’ve only contacted me when you needed something from me and when you ask for favors, it has to work in accordance to your time. Honey, that’s not going to fly. I have a life too and just because you may have more going on than me, it doesn’t mean I will bend over backwards for you. I bend over backward for nobody and you’re no exception no matter how long I’ve known you. You are nowhere near the top of my priorities, so take a closer look at what you’re getting yourself into and stop expecting more.
No fucks given to anybody, especially you. Get real.
