July 16th, 2007


(no subject)

dear me.

what the fuck were you thinking. you're usually so level headed, even under the influence of alcohol. why the fuck would you go and do something like that.

love, me.

dear ben.

i'm sorry i did it... i shouldn't have. don't hate me because of what i'm doing next, which i'm sure you will

(not) love, me.