PET'S from PET'S by Black Condom

(spoken directly to them, based around a journal entry, read on the attic floor)

hey, hello. it's me, texting you at 2:30 in the morning again.
if i was emotionally of physically capable of having the one, there's really not much doubt in my mind that you would've been it..
and i really...
and it goes without saying that i didn't want to hurt you.
and i just wanted to make something that worked.
something we could hold on to.
but it turns out ""I"" couldn't.
and so here i am again,
with more defeatism.
and so here i am again,
with more self pity,
and desperate attempts at rekindling.
and i'd say im sorry but,
sorry can't really change what i did to you...
i'm sorry
i like your hair...
i like your body...
is it hot in here or is it the infidelity?

haha

• Experimental
• electronic
• Hanover