Hello! It’s Cookies at the Chimney. Outer romantic relationship is… strange, the main reason I don’t trust them is that I have never seen them. We have been talking for a month maybe a little more, we have talked over the phone many times and constantly text. But the more I write for you to read, the more I realize that I barely know anything about them at all. They give really strange excuses during video chat about the reasons I can’t see their face during those calls. At first it was because their phone was malfunctioning, it could have been the truth for all I know, but now I somehow had to have blocked them (which I honestly don’t understand because I can barely understand my phone to change the wallpaper, I honestly don’t know how to block someone and this phone is new). We had a date, it was supposed to be them helping me choose my Christmas wardrobe (shopping), it had been planned for a week and I reminded them the day before and they said they would be there… guess what happened? You got it right! They missed it completely, it was too early and slept through the alarm, yeah right!! It was Tuesday and the work the whole week. They apologized and everything was fine… Sorry, I turned this into a rant. Forgive for me for the word vomit, I really have no one else to just do that with. Thanks for taking the time to read it all.
Hey, Cookies at the Chimney – total badass nickname btw. So, if anything good comes out of this, you now have a cool fuckin’ name that will be your silver lining 10 years from now when you set up your Tumblr 8.0 account.
Well, you did not disappoint with the word usage. I bolded the parts that were significant, for the lazy fucks out there (I am in that bunch, btw). I smashed it all into one post to be concise.
OKAY – this guy/girl/frog? (you said them, not he/she), is a royal asswipe. You need to fuckin’ bail. There is no reason whatsoever to talk to them again. Normally I give advice in a “give them an opportunity to correct it” tone – not this time. This person has not earned it. Fuck em. The “can’t show their face” shit is just creepy as fuck. It feels like catfishing – the stand you up part – fuck em. Be done.
The internet is a big place. You will replace them in an hour.