She called drunk, telling me how her rugby team made her drink a lot more than she wanted to. Apparently she was going around telling them, "But I'm only 105 pounds," and they made her drink anyway. Before we got off the phone she told me she loved me so much, started crying. Then she repeated 5 or 6 times that she never wanted to hurt me. I acknowledged this. She said she would let me get off the phone now. I said, "Ok. I miss you." This elicited an "I miss you sooo much," and more crying. We said goodbye and I was fucking confused. I called her yesterday about it. She was apparently too embarrassed to call me back so I called again that night. She told me that everything she had said was just said in a moment of vulnerability. I told her not to tell me shit like that again because it makes me think she wants to get back together on some level. What a fucking cute, well-intentioned cunt she is.