To my friend E: Yeah, it was really nice to see you this summer,but you think you can pick up a phone once and a while? Send some email...something. Let a sistha know where she stands. Yeah I got your tired email 2 weeks after you got there reminding me of you birthday. I even sent you an e-card. But did you send me any thanks or acknowledgement that you got it? Nope. Not a word. NOT. A. ONE. Sistha girl would have even been fine if you had sent something along the lines of "I sorry. I can't. Don't hate me." (on a post-it note no less.) But it's cool, you're not feeling me at the moment, so I'm done.
Yep, it may be childish on my part, but I wasn't the one who said we were soulmates. Ball's in your court now.
To The City of Dallas: Ya'll must be really hurting for money. You know that where I work, there is little to no parking. So why just 2 weeks ago, did you take away the place where we could part without fear of getting a ticket? Just blocked off the whole street. So where am I suppose to park now? You know it get's dark earlier. I get off at 5:30 must days. I'm a delicate flower, I can't be walking all over Dallas just to get to my car cause you took away all the good parking spots.
To my place of employmet: Appartently the City Of Dallas has pulled this stunt before, because when I said something, noone seemed to get to upset. Well, I'mma going have to ask you to do something. Like I said, I'm a delicate flower, you have me closing almost every day, and it gets dark really fast. I can't be parking all over downtown Dallas and risking my life after work hiking to my car. I will sue if something happens to me
