Drunk talk.
I’m pretty fckd up right now. I miss you. I really do. I wish I could just text you and say “hey I miss you and I’m sorry” but I know you are tired of me and my nonsense, so I’m giving you space. I’m trying to be patient to see if you’d text me but that seems like it isn’t gonna happen anytime soon or prolly never. But you know who you are when you read this. I miss you. I’m sorry. Please give me another chance. I am really ready to take that role as being just friend. Well ok ima go back to beer pong and drinkidy dranks! Oh how I love Cali summer nights ^___^.
