I don’t like to brag about my streetsmarts or intelligence; but I know why you only call me when you’re drunk… And it probably has more to do with the fact that I got in touch with and embraced my darker nature’s than anything to do with intelligence. I know you betrayed me. I know you fear that I will figure it out. I’ll let you in on a little secret. I knew while you were doing it.

I’m guessing that the reason I haven’t heard from you in a while is because the alcohol isn’t working anymore?

Ain’t that a bitch when that happens?

One way out is to face your fears and apologize. It takes some doing! That’s for sure…