raining driving down pacific coast highway . . . you looked at me with those cold clear eyes and told me elle, yr the reason i'll never trust another again. & though i played it naturally cool, i couldn't help but remember what got me into this very mess . . . i remember you asked me originally to boot if all thats happened after was due to you & i've always denied it but you've got a way of corrupting you know.


as do i of course.
yr my best friend & these are the things we are going to have to suffer with now.