The sky is falling and I don't care, (I just want to feel good)
The night ended last tnight with me going to bed at 11:00 and not saying goodnight. I had ended a call from Jesse, the now estranged exboyfriend, in which he cried and begged my forgiveness for being such an asshole. Not to mention a dumbass, and a fuggin' CREEP. We were talking and I accidentally hung up on him, by pressing the flash button with my chin. He probably thinks that I meant to, and I haven't decided whether or not that is a bad thing. He wanted me to come over so he could apologize in person, but I told him that was not possible, that honestly he kind of scares me. well I could go on and on about how sick with him I am, but I won't.