I hope you dance

My mom always makes plans with me, but always has something else to do before hand. Then our plans never happen. And I sit here feeling like why did we make these plans in the first place. Your mom isn't the one that's suppose to let you down.

I'm so hurt by the fact that you didn't invite me Saturday. You knew I was home, you invited all these people from work. But it was your choice not to invite me. You knew the hard time I was having and you still didn't invite me. Are we even really friends? Do you even really care? This is the thoughts running through my head. We were such great friends before she moved here and then you forgot about me. I missed being able to talk to you and have you actually answer. We used to have such great conversations and now I think you hate me. I don't know what to do or think anymore.

I need to start using this again to express my thought. I kept getting myself into unnecessary drama by using my Twitter. No one knows about this account anymore anyways. I wish you'd just text me back, one thing that I can't stand is when you are having a conversation about something you think is important and the other person just doesn't respond anymore. Like hello? Does this even matter to you? Are you even listening to what is being said, or do you just hate me? This happens far to many times for me to u dee stand what the hell is going on.