I’ve been smoking out of boredom. And i’ve been sleeping on the couch. When you call I’ll be right here waiting just like every day. I hope the west coast treats you well, and I hope that someday you’ll realize what i’ve realized. Give it some time to play itself out, you will be the last one that I tell that I still love you. Promise me you’ll be good to yourself. Promise me that you and I will talk. About what you’ve done here. I will not forgive you this time, you and I will be forgotten just like I told you we would.