sometimes i realize

that i am the king of selfishness.  and then i feel real bad.  i’ve done some pretty terrible things, just so i can be ahead in life.   and i’m not asking for forgiveness, nor do i think i deserve it, but i just have to get this off my chest, that’s all.

so for all my selfishness, i am laying awake worried about you.   i hope you’re ok, and safe.  and really, i count down the minutes you’re not with me.

also, no drunken phone calls,  that’s just lame.