✓ | 2:00 AM ( jenzie. )

seven

2:00 am.

incoming call..

why do you still call?

why do you pick up?

i don't know.

— laughs —
i really wish we could meet up soon.

oh my gosh, stop it.

haha, i know you were done with that stuff.

john, why'd you call this time?

i'm lonely. i'm scared.

really now? why are you scared?

i'm scared of what's gonna happen. it's just scary. i have no one, but the girl i want to see badly is thousands of miles away.

oh my— don't do that.

— sigh —

you really need to move on, john.

i can't mackenzie, i just can't! i've already tried for these past 8 months, it's not working! i went to every single date that i was asked to, talk to every girl who was out there, tried to meet new people— but nothing! every time i just think of you every single fucking second mackenzie! i hope you're happy doing whatever you're even living for, but just so you know, you broke me. i'm broken. you know what— i'll just stop calling now because you don't even what to hear my voice. i'll really stop. and that's a promise. goodbye.

fine then, bye idiot.

call ended at 2:12 am.