I have

No interest in your problems.

No inclination nor incentive to understand them.

No patience.

No sympathy.

No empathy.

I refuse to reiterate what everyone has already told both of you. What we all still firmly believe as your friends. If neither of you listened before, neither will now.

So.

Fucking off.

They got a name for people like you, hi.

That name is "recidivism"...

rage

Every time. bails. every time. so much so that I want to make a really horrible joke about it like, "She could be named bailing WIRE. heh. heh." either way, not surprised.

Still, next time try not to have people accommodate your plans with their schedule so that their fucking friday isn't fucking ruined when you decide to have a fucking emotional crisis.

Fuck.

Now what.