Rant begins.
Facebook messaging one another is not "getting along better." Ditching a person who waited a month for you is not "getting along better." Not calling me when you promised to come see me is not "getting along better." What galaxy are YOU living in? If this means "getting along better," then what is fighting? God, woman. Sometimes I can't stand you. In fact, now that I look back at all the times we spent together, I get why I always got annoyed at you. Because I'm not one to resist my annoyance when I feel it surfacing. I let it out when I need to, instead of bottling it inside. And now I get why others are annoyed at you for the same reasons. It's not always my fault, you know. You always made it sound like it was, maybe because you couldn't see what you did wrong. But just because you can't see it, doesn't mean I can't. And what I see is that you don't give a flying mackerel about me until I become angry at you for being so callous. Then you turn around and look, and suddenly, you care. I'm not asking for a declaration of love at any given time of the day, but show the world that you have a decent amount of consideration in your body to give it to another living human being besides your own self.
End rant.
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