I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

Note to self: NEVER get that drunk after eating Sumaya's mother's mutton curry for supper.

Now that we have that out of the way. I'm gonna try something different with me life, maybe I'll become less considerate and try to do some work once in my life, maybe I wont get burnt and and play with it until it starts to bleed and maybe I'll have the heart to call you the next day and say sorry instead of thinking that things will sort itself out naturally.

I wonder if the above can ever be achieved ?