I needed to vent.

I remember your promises. I remember them as if they were a couple of hours ago. But it’s as if you don’t care anymore.

And it makes me ache. You know how I feel but it’s as if you don’t care anymore.

Like it’s just a job for you. A mundane one that means nothing just like your promises and I can’t take it anymore.

Now for the last time, please be honest and tell me, WHEN WILL MY DUCKIKG ORDER ARRIVE! Duck DoorDash, man.