I've been thinking so positive the past 2 days. It's my well-being manifesting itself. On Saturday Jared said you choose to be happy, and I cried. I left his apartment with tears down my eyes, drunk off whiskey and vodka. Six drinks in one hour hit me. I bawled my eyes out hoping I would crash. "please let Justin answer my call" I prayed. Got home and crashed.
The positivity just isn't working right now. You make me nervous hella hella hella nervous. Let's hope Ativan and Jameson will save the day. I doubt it
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