You know that moment when you think you are over someone, but then you remember a stupid thing they did when they were drunk and your foolish little heart fills with hope and you start to think "Well, but what if you really have a chance?". But then you remember they were drunk and people do stupid shit when they are drunk and you slowly start to come back to the real world, but the hope doesn't want to completely leave your body. So you just stay there, looking at the ceiling, listening to a song you almost forgot about and wondering why do you have to make everything seem so complicated.

You know you're getting bad again when you go back to the music you used to listen 4 years ago (a strange and kinda dark time in you life) and every song somehow hits you harder than ever.

Trying to get your life together at 2 am sounds good, but trust me, it is a very very very bad idea.