Encore?

Tonight marks the second date I have cancelled on account of Bruh. We're not back together. The fact of the matter is, I just feel like shit about it all. Can't really see myself performing to the best of my abilities this evening. So I decided that it would be better to take yet another rain check.

I'm a good girlfriend, if you manage to get ahold of me. I love fast and hard. A little too fast and hard, I think. This feels like an interstate wreck going 110 mph.

I haven't cried yet, but I'm sure the next time I get drunk it will all come out.