18.AUG.2014
8:39P

what was it about me that you had to discover? or do you do that to all your conquests, show up at 3am - sweat-soaked, delirious, tragic - to perform some anxious, coke-fueled monologue about Real Life?
why couldn't you ignore it?
why can't i?

the two of you on a ferris wheel.
her meeting your mother.
winona ryder.

you told me how much you hated being content the last time around. how you sat on her sofa long after she'd gone to bed, not sure what to do with yourself.

i hope you're still miserable.
i promise you would have been if you'd stuck around.