Oh boo hoo hoo. People are backing out to going to your party. Because, like, the world will end the day people decide that their lives don't actually revolve around YOU. Blasphemy that they would say they'd come and then give you a week notice that they won't make it. BLASPHEMY!
(what are you, anyway, 10? I don't know any other 27 year olds who throw tantrums because their 'real friends' can't make their birthday party. I mean wtf, I was over birthday parties when I was 20. GROW UP.)
On the other hand, it IS mother's day this weekend so it's pretty dumb to assume people will pick you over their mum. Ohhhh that's gotta hurt your ego, huh? Like I said, Z, at least they're giving you a week notice. You ditched me on the morning of one of the biggest occasions in my life. Forgive me if I don't give you any 'there there' pats.
By the way, the truth is not crap, what you did was pretty crap though. Or like you and your buddies like to say,
k@k styl. You're the epitome of it madame.
And no I didn't post it to troll your page. I was sincere when I said I know what you're going through. Dummy. Karma is the bitch, not me.
+ Playcentre was cool. Callum wasn't, but stuff him, I'm going for the adult conversation.
