my phone is dead to me, the inauguration didn't happen yet, but more in the personals

I never used to *believe* in regret and regression, but...I guess, at least I still don't have text messages from the past 7 months--and that is something, *losing is something to feel good about* because I'm too chicken for deletes, mostly just archive...and I won't remember who has left me on read (which I only care about because we are supposed to care).

Guess if you've fucked me over and you want to make up for it, now is the time. My memory has been erased.