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If I were an hour and a half late getting home, there would be no excuse. Not "I forgot", not "I have a lot to keep track of lately", not "I'm so busy", not "I had to do something". I'd be very, very grounded.
If the parentals are an hour and a half late, they get to make excuses and bids for pity. I deserve the pity, d****t, I'm the one who's been waiting for ninety minutes with no f*****g idea of where you are, if you just forgot or if you got in a car accident somewhere or fell and broke your leg or WHAT. I'm the one who gets to feel bad, who should be pitied and appeased so WHY do I feel like I should be apologizing to you?
I hate it when the world's not fair.
If the parentals are an hour and a half late, they get to make excuses and bids for pity. I deserve the pity, d****t, I'm the one who's been waiting for ninety minutes with no f*****g idea of where you are, if you just forgot or if you got in a car accident somewhere or fell and broke your leg or WHAT. I'm the one who gets to feel bad, who should be pitied and appeased so WHY do I feel like I should be apologizing to you?
I hate it when the world's not fair.