Dear guy next to the fire,
Thank you. I mean really, thank you.
You were the only guy in this state that I would consider being with. The only one, and I messed that up last night.
It hurts a bit, but I think mostly I’m just sorry and thankful.
Thank you for taking care of me last night and for not taking advantage of me. Yes, I know the puke and alcohol breath helped with you not wanting me. But still, thank you.
And I’m so sorry. I’m sorry that you had to take a shower because I puked all over you. I’m sorry for making out with the side of your face, and for all the bad dancing.
I’m just sorry for last night.
-Taking it Day by Day