Unknown number
"I hope you don't get fired andrea."
"Yea me too, blah blah blah-"
"Wait, hold on, thats my other line..."
||*unknown number||
"Um..hello???" I answered in a shaky voice.
"Yo Alex, what's goin on?"
"Um..."
*click*
"Ahh, andrea he called me!?"
"What did he say!?"
"I dunno, I just hung up."
"You can't do that, he's gonna think you're avoiding him or your phone is being retarded."
"Well he'd be 100% correct in guessing...Oh god, it's still ringing, hold on."
||*unknown number||
"Yea alex, so what are you doing today?"
"Well, I dunno I'm kinda busy."
"Well what are you gonna be doing in about an hour?"
"I dunno, I'm really busy today."
"So what, are you mad at me?"
"No...?"
"So I'm sayin though, what are you doin, you want me to call you?"
"No."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No?"
"So what then you don't want me to call you anymore?"
"Well....yea."
"So it's like that...well I can do that for you, but are you sure?"
"Yea, I'm sorry."
"alright then..."
"Yea well I'll talk to you la- I mean, bye."
"Ok, bye."
Why is it that crackheads only want to do with me? He probably just wanted money. I don't know why I gave him my number. I just wanted things to end. I know I was being a desperate douche-bag. I just...ahh. Hate myself. And now I can't walk the streets alone. He'll probably call me again, but I'm not that stupid. It was one night...and a morning kind of. And that's it. I didn't even enjoy myself. I don't know why I did it. At least it's the only time I did it, it's not like I do stupid things plurally. Singularly. And that's all.
" Oh, lay in the sun
Following waves have come again, I know
Oh, …
Never too late to want it anyway
I see it in some
You were about to run away, I know
Oh, I'm going alone
Moment is gone, we want it anyway"
"Yea me too, blah blah blah-"
"Wait, hold on, thats my other line..."
||*unknown number||
"Um..hello???" I answered in a shaky voice.
"Yo Alex, what's goin on?"
"Um..."
*click*
"Ahh, andrea he called me!?"
"What did he say!?"
"I dunno, I just hung up."
"You can't do that, he's gonna think you're avoiding him or your phone is being retarded."
"Well he'd be 100% correct in guessing...Oh god, it's still ringing, hold on."
||*unknown number||
"Yea alex, so what are you doing today?"
"Well, I dunno I'm kinda busy."
"Well what are you gonna be doing in about an hour?"
"I dunno, I'm really busy today."
"So what, are you mad at me?"
"No...?"
"So I'm sayin though, what are you doin, you want me to call you?"
"No."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No?"
"So what then you don't want me to call you anymore?"
"Well....yea."
"So it's like that...well I can do that for you, but are you sure?"
"Yea, I'm sorry."
"alright then..."
"Yea well I'll talk to you la- I mean, bye."
"Ok, bye."
Why is it that crackheads only want to do with me? He probably just wanted money. I don't know why I gave him my number. I just wanted things to end. I know I was being a desperate douche-bag. I just...ahh. Hate myself. And now I can't walk the streets alone. He'll probably call me again, but I'm not that stupid. It was one night...and a morning kind of. And that's it. I didn't even enjoy myself. I don't know why I did it. At least it's the only time I did it, it's not like I do stupid things plurally. Singularly. And that's all.
" Oh, lay in the sun
Following waves have come again, I know
Oh, …
Never too late to want it anyway
I see it in some
You were about to run away, I know
Oh, I'm going alone
Moment is gone, we want it anyway"