Dear Jessica,

Half past twelve and I'm watching the late show in my apartment, all alone. How I hate to spend the evening all by myself.

Okay.

No Beatles.

Sorry.

It is half past twelve, by the way, I wasn't making that up.

It's all real

like me

like you

like Tiffany

like you, being dead

ha

dead

you

What?

my baby Isn't dead

Sometimes I think I wouldn't mind

you know

ah never mind

gooosh

did you know I'm drunk?

The lesson to be learnt here is never to let Tiffany get you drinks oratleast to ask 

what the is that that you just gave me.

Remember that for me, Sica

ha!

Em d-drunk!

ssrry sica-ahh.

hey

bvabyii

tippanii kissdfe me

did you knw that?

i dont knww whyshe

didthat

buutt like I care wrrrrtigth

?

i onluy love youuu

only youuu.. jesshikjhgar...

i'm drunk