i'm so fucking hungover.
and the ac in my house broke.
so i'm sweating. IN MY OWN HOUSE.
anyways.
i think there are two brandons.
drunk brandon and
not drunk brandon
i put them on seperate lines because they are so far different from each other they don't even belong in the same paragraph.
I want to be with her. really i do. I want it to be exactly how it was like...a month or two after we met.
before i fucked up.
i just want her to be happy.
but i'm not even sure i can make her happy.
(or if she even wants me to)
i'm so tired guys. so tired.