matt,
happy twenty-first birthday.
you drunk-called me last night. i only just felt like i was ready to move on and you pull that move.
don't call me up when the night's over. i'm already under.
i don't understand how you would lose your special night to a fucking drug. i was already considering whether or not i'd call, but you made up my mind up for me instead. maybe i should call you this morning, to wish you a happy birthday and whatnot. would it be that simple though?
it seemed simple enough for you. happy 21st, and like i predicted, you're half-drunk and happy, and out without me.
i get alone sometimes and i miss you all over again, and maybe it was a strange coincidence but you fucked me over, matt. i'm tired.
from,
etta.
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