Jul 09, 2009 23:37
I'm in SB, hoping that I get the job at brophys although I do not think it will happen. I try to avoid thinking about you, but you still contact me which makes it next to impossible. Of course, only when it's convenient for you...between the parties i suppose. You will never understand. You say you need to figure out your shit. but all you are doing is bumming around the cc getting fucked up and doing god knows what else. its really kinda sad. all i think about is how great it would have been to take advantage of all this time we have now, but im sure it never crosses your mind. just as i start to think about you less, expect a different phone number when my phone rings....you come back and make me think of you all over again. i can't keep doing this to myself, or i suppose i can't keep letting you in. you think we can be friends. well, you said it yourself.. "this is the least we will be". Exactly. We can't be friends. You need to get out of my life. And get the fuck out of my headdddd