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Friday; three drinks

"Please leave your message after the tone."

"Well, it's not night time right now so technically, I won't be waking you up. Unless you're taking a nap, then I'm sorry. God, I'm such a screw up.

"Instead of going to the pub, I just bought a twelve pack and brought it home. I'm gonna drink all of it! Do I get an award? Probably for most problematic, drunk alive. Yeah. That's sounds about right.

"I'd like to believe I'm wasting my time away. Maybe my cause of death will be of alcohol overdose; at least then I die with you on my mind. What am I saying, you're always on my mind.

"Do you ever think about me? If you do, I'm sorry but at least I'm in your thoughts. You're probably thinking how you wish I would just leave you alone and die.

"Again, I'm sorry, Haz. If there's one thing that comes out of my mouth that is the truth, it's that I'm sorry. I love you."

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