i realized i forgot your gtID! and as someone who actually does remember everything, like the brand of that empty bottle of wine you kept on your desk, that's how much i pay attention to fucking detail, i got up and thought today,
i'm not gonna try and remember, even though i could with such great ease.
now i wait for the day i'm over you enough to be completely apathetic and stop posting emo posts after i wake up from weird, vivid dreams. soon, though. i'm so close, i'm so close i can taste it.