May 03, 2005 16:52
I can feel it. Finals. Facebook. Friends. Family. I'm fucked.
Christ, why can't everything just go away and come back when it's alright?
I just want to get into to UGA, keep all my friends, have an immaculate GPA, marry Christian Slater and die.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Plus, it really doesn't help that all I want to do is drink. Heavily and without stopping.