i need two shots of vodka so that i can leave the house people ask whats stoppin u like i do it to myself
all that i fucking wanted was to go shopping at the mall but now it's that much harder because i'm out of alcohol
i could just stay home and put another twelve hours into xenoblade chronicles cos when im flying in my skell it's almost like i'm not in hell and i forget all of the well- intentioned people hoping that i get well
ill worry as much as i fucking want to not to say that i want to but what the fuck are you gonna do
if i never see any of you again it'd be too soon you know that isnt really true i hate myself and i need you