even though i posted this for you and you deleted it. it's okay. i figured you wouldn't like it, but i hoped you would, and then when you didn't i vomited. and that really sucked.
i don't want to see anyone other than you. i guess i have company tonight, though. that's okay. i feel like an asshole for it. oh well. i guess he won't cancel. i told him not to come, that i'm not answering the door.
that's alright.
i want to die. i'm going to smoke cigarettes and maybe i will. and then maybe i will see you