FUUUUUUCK me.
I am now on day five of no sleep and very little food. I've tried eating before going to bed, Ive tried drinking, I've tried not drinking, I've tried showers, counting backwards, counting forwards, xanax, vicodin, herbal crap, tea...I can not sleep. I'm shaking and I have no appetite and I'm seeing shit in the morning and basically losing my damn mind.
And not only am I on my feet all day, I'm on my feet all day in seven inch heels. I almost fell off the stage on Wednesday, and yesterday I almost fell out of my barstool. I'm forgetting wordds with more than one sylabel. I forget how to spell syllable. And the DJ thinks its funny to turn on the strobe lights and freak me out. I am going to die. Or at least break my ankle.
I'm gonna be in Ann Arbor all weekend. If no one hears from me by monday, it means I died. Each of you will be responsible for a chunk of my ashes. Use them wisely.
And not only am I on my feet all day, I'm on my feet all day in seven inch heels. I almost fell off the stage on Wednesday, and yesterday I almost fell out of my barstool. I'm forgetting wordds with more than one sylabel. I forget how to spell syllable. And the DJ thinks its funny to turn on the strobe lights and freak me out. I am going to die. Or at least break my ankle.
I'm gonna be in Ann Arbor all weekend. If no one hears from me by monday, it means I died. Each of you will be responsible for a chunk of my ashes. Use them wisely.