tonight is an eric kind of night.

[vivalafatbam]

Have you ever had that instance where all you can say is "oh my god, I miss you" over and over until you think someone can hear you? And sometimes, you wonder if what you're saying is for the best. Are the recipients of your words supposed to be missed? No. Fuck no. It's wrong. But god damn it, I still miss you. I miss your over reactions. I miss your racist eyes. I miss your hatred of the human race. I miss your lies and the tracks you covered.

And for once, I don't need your better half.
If you can call him better.