re: Hey

And so her message begins, "Hello, I am drunk." And I think, "Oh my God É what is it now?" ItÕs been weeks since youÕve said a word. "Ha!" Hell no. I donÕt think so. ItÕs not funny; no youÕre not funny. YouÕre laughing, and, IÕll bet money on you. So is it you IÕm talking to? "Ha!" Hell no. I donÕt think so. And so my answer begins, "Hello, how are you? I am fine. ThatÕs great youÕve got numbers. And five well, thatÕs a lot for you. You are so, so way cool." Typing every word and I just meant everything I said. IÕm not holding back a thing, I am not whatÕs tying you down. ItÕs so odd, to see your words, but then, how am I supposed to tell? Are you mad? Are you sad? You seem bitter. ShouldnÕt you make those calls? I trusted and you fucked me. So IÕll never trust again. I wish IÕd never met you. I wish IÕd never met you. And five well, thatÕs a lot for you. I wish IÕd never met you. And fuck your friends, too.