Sun
Feb
5
Damn.
So, my father had promised me that he would be able to get my friend, a girl who I am madly in love with, a job in a pharmacy that he (now we) work at.
We have since been informed that that wasn’t going to happen.
I hate myself for this. I really do. I got her hopes up and everything and in the end ,I couldn’t keep up my end of the deal. It was circumstances beyond my control, but I still got her hopes up for it. I never doubted that it would happen for a second, but I guess I was wrong.
I hate this. I hate myself more than anything.
Oddly enough, this makes me feel even worse than when I had to break up with my ex. Ugh.
