I’m doing it again
I’m doing exactly what I said I wouldn’t do.
It’s almost 3:30 in the morning and I’m up texting him.
Cupcakin’. Cupcakin’ HARD.
“Girl u dnt know what u need. Even if it slept right beside u….”
If that isn’t a motherfuckin jab to the jaw! I have to cut this out. This weekend, I’m going out, in a tight something, hair done, nails done, and I’m getting some number. I will be doing this all while being intoxicated. AND I will not drunkenly call or text him.
I WILL NOT. It’s tired and it’s old and I need to let it the fuck go.
