You've made it known that you're using the area code to make excuses why you're useless. Quit whining about it, I think you're making it a habit turned muscle memory. You're so good at faking a feeling, but I think that I'll be alright. We made a night out of highway signs. I think I'll say it. I'm going to say that this time I think I'm actually fine. There I said it, and I think I meant it. I'm not tired yet, so I'm fighting judgment for the sake of better friends and their attempts at romance. Their accounts of happenstance won't get them anywhere tonight, but I think that they'll be alright. I’m right where I need to be, spending sleepless nights at Steven’s and we’re drinking too much coffee. I’m right where I need to be, spending Friday nights with my friends and drinking too much whiskey again