it's 2 in the morning and i'm out of my fucking mind
i just drank a little bit, okay maybe a lot
you always told me i drank too much
i miss you
anyway
it should start kicking in soon, which is good because i don't think i could be doing this sober
i honestly don't even really know what's going on right now
but that's good, maybe i won't remember this
i'd do anything to forget when you left me
fuck
but yeah, anyway, i just thought i'd call.. don't know why or why i thought you'd even pick up
i doubt you even want to be hearing from me
but now i'm here, saying real stupid shit for reasons i don't quite know
you're probably sleeping, i bet you're with him
i heard you two are getting more serious
i wish that was me
i wish i wasn't such a fuck up
i fucking hate myself for doing what i did to you
i shouldn't have let you slip away
i was so fucking bad to you and i regret that every single day
i had a good thing and i let it go
i always do that
i hope he's good to you
and that he gives you everything i wasn't able to
you deserve to feel loved
you deserve everything
i want you to be happy, even if it's without me
but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt seeing you with him
i could've been the one making you smile, making you happy, making you laugh
but i'm not and it's all my fucking fault
...
wow, this is getting really long aha
i don't really know where this is going
i'm starting to forget why i even called
i guess i'm just going to end here
uhh, have a good night? morning? day?
goodbye, i love you
shit forget i said that.
