I'm gonna fuck the devil in his mouth. I just need to listen to my sickness so I can learn how and then train for a couple of weeks until I have all the skills I need. The flask isn't alcohol, it's paintbrush. The flask isn't alcohol, it's toothbrush. I need to go throw up now. I want to be the queen of belly rubs now. I am gonna quit my job cus I've got another job and I don't need to work two jobs. I guess you could call me lucky. I need to confront my own weakness. Some days I feel like I'm the weakest and others the strongest. These days are the longest and I've got the weirdest feeling about this and I wanna go away for a while. Because the things that I have seen are turning me into a shitty human being.