I is being drunk

I am tired and incoherent. I'm amazed that my eyes can still focus on the screen. I still love you and I miss you.

Know who I'm talking about? No? Too fuckin' bad. Your loss... But, yes. Tonight was a good night. It could've been better. If SOME PEOPLE kept their word. But, they did not. I hate lies. I hate them so much. But I suppose the only benefit is that I'm in my room. It's sad. But it is a good thing. Somewhat.

I still love you.
And I miss you.
Come back home.
To stay.

I wish you were here.