Alex, seriously, what the fuck are you thinking.

You’ve ditched me 3 times now in the past couple of weeks to go hang out with Whitney and get completely fucked up.

Like, just because my phone fucking dies CONSTANTLY doesn’t mean our plans go to fucking waste.

Homie you should know by now that I always stick to my word, and I ALWAYS make time for my friends. Like I’m offended that you don’t know that.

And by the way, I really fucking like Frank.

I’m not romantically involved, but I think he’s a fuckin awesome guy.

Stop assuming that I’m getting in too deep.

I love you and sincerely appreciate your intentions and all, but holy fuck man, I can take care of myself.