WTF is with these flaky fucking people? I am so tired of trying to get together with people, having them flake on me, then later tell me "I don't usually do this, but..." You know, no body that is a flake thinks of themselves as a flake, but you all are a bunch of fucking flakes. Really, why bother sending me a message AFTER you flake, it takes fucking ten seconds to send a message before and say you aren't going to make it. Whatever
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