InsaneJournal

Current mood:	hurt
Current music:	Cream- Strange Brew

Dear all four of you,

You knew how special that dinner was to me and I reminded you about the details several times. I even called you the morning of the event and you all said you would be there. So what happened? Was it the drugs? Are they more important than our friendship? I've loved you all like my own brothers and would have done anything for you so how is it that you think it's okay to treat me this way? Did I not even deserve a phone call to at least tell me you weren't coming? At least the fifth member of your group had the decency to text me and tell me he couldn't attend. So come now; what's your fucking excuse for being the assholes that you were last night?

You know what the party was probably better off without you. I don't need a posse of drugged up douchebags making everyone else feel uncomfortable. The dinner was great and the company was wonderful.

I hope you're in jail b/c that's the only excuse that would ever allow me to forgive you all.