You expect me to defend you and give a good reason to why you didn’t assist? Yet you don’t text me to tell me how you are or how I am? You just expect me to save your butt? Come on man, you give what you get. I don’t understand why you’re upset. You could’ve texted me any given time.
"I should know better than to count on the future. All you can ever believe in is now, this moment, because in a blink, everything can change."