Hah! And people wonder why I never let myself get excited for something? Shit happens, plans change, but ultimately… people fail you. If I don’t expect things to work out, I don’t get crushed when shit falls apart and if things do work out, it’s twice as amazing because it’s unexpected. Even knowing this, I made an exception for you. I mean, you were my best friend once. I let myself get excited and started planning things we could do when you finally got here after not seeing you since June and now I sign on to facebook this morning and I have a message from YOUR MOM saying you aren’t coming. Really? You couldn’t even tell me yourself? I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, maybe you just haven’t had a chance to tell me yet. But if I don’t get a message from you in the next 24 hours… I’m done. If I can’t trust you, I can’t trust anyone.