Now your mad at me because I told you that I couldn’t go to your event. You ask why and I just say everything and you get pissed at me and just say “Awesome”. Well what the hell I am I supposed to do? I have $5 until I get paid again next Friday and I have to buy milk for Kidlet too. Even if I had borrowed the money from SBH I have no ride because the person that I was going with’s car died.

You know I don’t drive. You know I am broke hell you were trying to get me to let you buy me a bottle of liquor last week but, I refused. I don’t want to take anything from you at ALL. I can’t even get the antibiotics that I need for my Pneumonia because they cost between $60 & $80 and I just don’t have the money.

It’s not my fault that I don’t have money to throw around like you do apparently. I’m tired of sitting here crying because I let you down. Any other time that you need me I am here.