Ode To a D-Bag

It seems obvious that at 5:30 in the morning that your mind would shift into overdrive and things would start to unearth that you maybe weren't so aware of.

So why am I so shocked at what I'm finding?

I'm only human. I'm only one person and I can't be anything but me. I fucked up alright? I shouldn't have said anything to anybody about what you told me. But thats really all I did. I didnt run my mouth...I didnt say anything untrue or stray from the words that left your mouth and honestly..why say anything you're that afraid of getting found out about? You didnt say that out of concern for anyone. Maybe concern for yourself and how you were going to save face by backing out without saying what you thought, but there wasn't any concern for anyone else involved when you said those things. Its really kind of ironic how you want to say I did all those things when you did them first...but I got you caught, so clearly I'm the bad friend here. I was sort of melancholy about losing your friendship...anymore, I think I just dont give a damn. You know how I am...I look out for number one first. I cared about you alot. All gone as soon as you had beef and didnt just talk to me about it. I think it was about a week of solid not speaking to me when I finally said hey heads up this is what I said. I was upfront with you about it while you dug your head in the ground and pouted about it. I'm more disappointed than anything else. Stupid to even write about it really.

On the upside...I'm looking into time travel : )