You asked me for money, I sent it much later. You returned it back to me because I sent it late only for you to ask me for it again. You asked again few days ago and because I couldn’t meet up you’re giving me attitude. Do you know that I sleep on the floor of my shop because I can’t afford an apartment and each time I save up, bills take it up, there’s parents health to worry about, there’s home feeding, there’s me, but I try to support even if so little and this is what I get from you my friend?
I’m a girl by the way