my sister is about to get it from my mom.
finally.
i knew you were going to do this. i knew that your promise would be nothing but hopes for me and him.
you offered us and promised us a new pc on thanksgiving. unfortunately, we didn’t get it. so, we talked about cyber monday and the online deals for cpus and desktops, you agreed. the moment we called you early friday about not getting a ticket for the pc and your response of ‘at least we tried,’ i knew then on that you weren’t going to get us one. now that he chose a good pc for a good price, a good cyber monday deal, you tell me that he’s being hasty and that we should wait for christmas deals.
i love my brother; i don’t know if you still fucking care about us. i know how much he fucking wanted that pc. i know how he felt when the desktop ticket guy from best buy didn’t even reach us. if only you saw his face. he looked all over the internet for a decent pc for us and for something that you could afford. he found one, and you tell him to call you for your credit card info. then you have the audacity to call me and tell me that he’s rushing into things and that you’re not going to get it?!
you know how long we waited for this new pc? you know how long he’s been looking for at least a decent pc that you could afford? after all the work he’s done, you tell us that you won’t get it and that you’ll just get it for christmas? i bet you’ll use that as both of our christmas presents to just bypass everything.
he’s probably fucking sad as shit right now. i don’t like it when my brother gets sad. as much as my brother pisses me off, he means a lot to me. if you fucking shoot down anything we do again, especially anything that has to do with him, i swear to god…
