I woke up this morning at 7 am laying on the floor of my living room with absolutely no recollection of how I got there. Apparently I sat in that spot for hours last night... I have never ever been so trashed in my life. Last night I was a bumbling, drooling retard. Too many shots, bitch beer and pot made the night impossible to remember. Usually ( Read more... )

I'm fully awake and yet I still feel part asleep. My mood gets extremely fucked when I fall asleep for a short period of time and then wake up and continue my night. It's fucking weird. Asleep on the couch with Choke in one limp hand and I wake up to Diana getting home, obviously missing half of what she was saying since I tuned in mid-sentence. ( Read more... )

I don't know why I didn't say no. I guess I'm far weaker than I thought. But it sucks. And it hurts. I hate myself for letting him do it. Why do I let shit like this happen? I don't fucking know. Because I'm weak. Because I think it'll make me feel better about myself, despite the fact that it makes me feel way worse. Because I was drunk. Because I ( Read more... )

Yo gangstas.

UPDATE:
Everything's going GRRRREAT!Diana is the best roomate ever. I love having my own place even though we don't have internet or furniture... meh.
Worked 12 and 1/2 hours straight today with NO BREAKS! AH SHEEYYAT! But I'm hella tough so I'm still goin' out tonight. Cuz I'm gangsta. What?!

Peace out. foo.

( Survey from Jeanette )

Please use me ( Read more... )

The best words that were ever spoken to me, ever, were tonight. They follow:

"There is coffee on the stove, if you can't find any dope tonight........ And there are antidepressants in the cupboard for when you can't sleep..."
My apartments rock.

I want to sit in my car alone and smoke and listen to Cursive and the Doors.

Also, I got another tattoo.

I'm really very stressed out. I puked last night. That sucks. But it saved me, which was lucky because apparently two of my "friends" were going to team fuck me while I was hardly consious... nice of them, but instead I started puking. Whatever. Last night sucked. I was too drunk to even have fun. I'm so done with drinking for a while. It's not ( Read more... )

I've decided today that when I drink to drown feelings that I hate, it all turns out worse the next day. I feel so much worse today than I did before I started drinking last night. Yeah, while I was hammered, I felt great. But I did dumb shit, as usual, and now I feel like SHIT ( Read more... )