shitty

sometimes i really don’t know what has gotten into me.

i thought things were different, but they aren’t.

he called me in the middle, at 4:57. he said, i thought you were asleep, i was going to leave a voicemail.

i felt so ashamed.

i expect to see him today.

today is not the day to bring up last night. i’m going to feel guilty for a while.

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