I HATE FLAKERS.

Friend or no, flaking out on school work is so FUCKED UP. Especially when my grade depends on it too, and you're not doing your fucking half. And you're kind of daft, not being able to pick up on the fact that I'm soooo over your excuses. It's like an endless litany, really. I love you to bits but good god you're such a flake!!

(Just releasing some baduper mega bad vibes.)