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UN-Reliable Me

I have decided that it’s time for a Beauti Makeover (pun intended) I usually focus on the outer but this time it’s my attitude I need work on Ironically it’s not that my attitude is bad it’s actually the complete opposites I’m reliable: when I am needed I’m there I rarely miss a phone call & if I do 1. I jus don’t want 2 talk 2 u 2. my phone is eitha way from me/on vibrate 3. I’m @ work/ on anotha call 4. on occasions becuz I’m sleep then sumtimes there is tht I have no signal but tht’s Sprint fault not mines (but I don’t miss more than ½ calls not multiple calls) I’m quick to txt ppl back even all I say is “k” Want someone to ride w/them I take off work Need a babysitter I’m always quick to say,”Yeah!” Need someone to jus sit with their phone on speaker & jus listen to u go on & on w/the appropriate “ok’s” & “right”, u can call on me Need $ & I’ma do the best I can 2 help Need assistance finding info I’ll google it for you and quite frankly that chick is tired of being walked on so I’m goin 2 B!TCH Trainin Camp Plan to blow thru ppl w/o remorse If ya’ll don’t like it O Well! When will these scientist stop trying to change things, have we not heard of Frankenstein? Can’t wait to finish B!TCH Camp!!!!

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