So I'm sittin in my house determined 2 see the the bottom of this 1.75l bottle of vodka. Trying not to drunk text anyone. I'm pissed and sad and everything else. I hate talking about feeling violated sexually. That shit sux and talking about it sux monkey balls. I wish I was happy again...or if not happy, atleast psuedo happy. *side note...its great that I can spell even when tipsy...*
I will try to write more if my motor skills are up to par...but I doubt it seeing as though I'm determined to FINISH...said bottle.
I love u. That never changed. And it won't. Talking 2 my bh who's trying to make it better.....hope ur thinking about me...
P.s....u aint write me heifer!....
-me
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