I Wish You...had called me. Punk-ass. Whatever. Hell yeah for the spinach and Pink Floyd. I often like to forget myself at a party, that's usually how it works. I think I'm gonna try to call you again. Cause I would really like to talk to someone, just not to Ross. And I'm supposed to see him in about two hours so, if I'm not crying when I get there, that would help.
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