okay so look this is awkward but i just need to know. you call me when when you’re wasted and you tell me you miss me. i end up in a cab and paying money i don’t have just to get to your place. you treat me like a princess and make me coffee with blueberry pancakes in the morning. for a few hours we’re in love but in the mean time i hear nothing. i don’t know anything about you except for what i see in your medicine cabinet or underneath your sink. your refrigerator is always empty. what you do with most of your time is a complete and total mystery to me. on the other hand i guess you have no idea about me either. if you wanted to know then maybe we would converse more than we watched videos. if you asked i don’t even think i would know what to say so i’d probably just make something up. i can be whatever i want to be because i guess i don’t want you to know the real me.