I am drunk,
I think I called a lot of people while i was in this state,
fortunately, none of them were home.
Especially, her.
Thank god
She's probably out with her boyfriend.
I wish them well, despite my urges to spit on them.
I am a fool,
for I still wish her the best, despite all that has transpired.
can this foolishness be accredited to love?
I think so.