I Got Wasted
Reached home at 3am from a party last night.
My head was spinning after 2 bottles of wine and a jug of beer.
It usually wouldnt but i think i gulped my wine down too fast.
People were over enthu about dancing and i was like god damn it?
I couldnt even walk to the food table straight much less dance.
And i seldom dance, mind you. Dancing and I is just wrong.
Food was nice though. It stopped me from getting a hangover.
Music was pounding in my fucking ear, speaker next to me, and when i left the room there was cigarette smoke and butts littered everywhere.
Could have fainted but that would've been very gay of me.
Im pretty sure i've never fainted in my life.
I want a zippo The 30's lighter. For some reason i just want it.
Dad found the lighter in my room. Immediately jumped to the conclusion that i was smoking. Paranoid shit.
No la no, i was trying to burn the house down.
Does that make you feel better? [:
I need anger management classes.
Haha anger management and hynotherapy. Ultimate!
Im getting pissed off at every little thing people do or say.
I dont want to.
Do not want.
Im feeling inferior now.
My insides are burning and my gut is pain.
It feels like heartbreak.
And im damn scared, O's are nearing.
Ive never been this scared before.
I need 8 boards for art but i slack like mad during art lesson.
Im online the whole time but i dont do research.
Worst of all, i think my skills deproved.
Deproved! Damn it. Im counting on art as a subject.
Kill me now.
This has got to stop.
They gross the hell out of me
Please get your vision checked
