What the FUCK were you thinking?

That's pretty much it... wtf?

I really didn't anticipate you sitting next to me at the bar.  I really didn't anticipate taking a shot with you.  I really didn't anticipate the amount of attention you showed me last night.  Was it because we were drunk again?  Was it because you really wanted to talk to me?  Was it because I looked lonely and sad?  Was it because I was being chummy with Lisa and Jenn?  Are you really that jealous or is it a power thing?  Either way, I hated it... and loved every second of it.

What really sucks now is that I have to start the process all over again.  Dig a hole, bury my soul.  There are only so many spots left and only so much more of my soul to go around.  Love me or let me go... don't keep me hanging on as your drunk-time puppet friend.  I don't wear that very well.

I love you but I need you to stop.  I can't do it any more.