how you do me this way? got me crying rivers like timbaland and timberlake.

i got bad news on the phone yesterday. a good lesson in the form of bad news, actually. the lesson is this: you can't trust motherfucking anyone. i immediately left work to go have a drink in the sun and try to wrap my mind around the news. it didn't work. one drink turned into a million drinks and i came home numb drunk pissed amazed numb numb numb. laid in bed under the open window and watched the leaves sway in the breeze, watched the dusk turn to night, felt the rain on my face through the open window, stunned shocked sad numb numb numb even though i knew all along. unbelievable.