pathetic little girls get nothing.

[lunarinfection]

And at Waffle House...I pour out my tiney little soul and get nothing.

I would give anything.

ANYTHING.

To have things back the way they were...but obviously...

I'm full of wasted emotion.

I'm drinking some tequila and coke. I feel it in my stomach. I hope I throw up heavily. And cry. You have no idea how bad I want to fucking cry.