Hey Flo,

Idk why I still think about you from time to time. Maybe it’s because I never did get the courage to throw out you blanket. Maybe it’s the hours that we spent on the phone together. Staying up all night to you thoughts with a smile that later hurt my cheeks. They were sweet memories until just now. I guess that because I always thought we were staying up together. It just crossed my mind that I was just there to fill time. You probably would have been up regardless of my company. I’m pretty stupid right? To just be realizing this after months... sometimes I wish I had answers. Sometimes I want to unblock you and see if you’d reply. Idk what for. All I’d get, if anything, are probably more lies. I feel haunted by these thoughts still. Of you. Of us. I feel so stupid right now because you never will reach out yourself. I always gave you my number but you refused to call or text me that way. You refused to ever really let me into your life. I guess I wasn’t worthy. It doesn’t matter now. Your just a stranger that knows all my secrets. I fell for you even though you never fell for me... why did you ever start flirting with me in the first place? :( I hate myself so much now. It’s fine though. The sun will come up tomorrow... “the world was spinning then and it’s spinning now”

Hope you’re doing better than me, Your fellow punk