Mark it 8?
About 4 hours ago I was considerably drunk, at El Myr for the second time today with Rachel. She and Daniel just broke up for good. She's down about it. I'm down about being alive in the mental/emotional state that I'm in. Both down. We had a good talk, I really missed her - however, I'm annoyed that I began drinking so early today, because had I been more sober I would have been able to spend more time with her.
Oh well.
Now I'm stone sober, awake at home, regretting life. Alone.
Sometimes I'm convinced there is nothing left to live for. I am so sick of this same shit every single day. The same sleepless nights. The same repetitive thoughts. The same fears, feelings, paranoia. I am watching The Big Lebowski right now. Again.
Alone.
Oh well.
Now I'm stone sober, awake at home, regretting life. Alone.
Sometimes I'm convinced there is nothing left to live for. I am so sick of this same shit every single day. The same sleepless nights. The same repetitive thoughts. The same fears, feelings, paranoia. I am watching The Big Lebowski right now. Again.
Alone.