I really was drunk all week. I'm getting my sternum done tomorrow. Postsecret was amazing. St. John's is really showing off to me lately. I love New York City, I want it to date me.
Hey you, thank you for still having a little bit of heart to care about me. I can't expect much else, but at a time like this, you were all the closeness I had. And I really appreciate this. I'm sad that I fucked up and called you, but it's not that I want you or need you, I just miss that closeness of friendship and you were the last thing after her that seemed real and genuine to me.
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