I wont be sending shit for you. You dont value me at all. And I still think the photo frame was a thoughtful gift. I had no money in my Indian account, just enough to buy you and Kiaan a good breakfast, lunch and dinner from nice places. For some reason I couldn't use my credit card for international purchases so I couldn't buy you something expensive of my choice either. I used my mom's credit card that day to place an order at ferns and petals, something not expensive so it wouldn't stick out and would get to you in time. 

Why the fuck am I typing this out? I feel rage when I think of you. Do you deserve an explanation??

Today I understand that I had no importance in your life when you bought this watch. I feel ruined. Why did it not hit me before?