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i am so drunk right now.
the only time i am ever truly, truly regretful, is when i think about patrick.
i ran into him at rocky's tonight and we both grabbed each other's heads and said: "your hair!"
we talked to each other for a long time... such a long time. later i got an email from this stupid band i bought an album from for him and i texted him: "i literally just got an email from scale the summit" and he said "bahahahaha."
this time last year, we were living together. we may have been broken up, but we were still in the same bed. still sleeping together. still kissing each other in the bathroom against the sink. taking showers together. fucking in our bed.
it's so different now.
i'm so happy.
why am i never happy enough?
why wasn't i happy enough with him last year?
why do i want to cry right now?
surrounded by my perfect boyfriend and luna (who he loves) and all the cats?
i love andrew so much.
but oh, did i love patrick.
i did.
2:46 a.m. - 2013-12-13
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