Jun 10, 2017 01:49
All day, I told myself that I would of have a large glass of rose'. I looked forward to it all damn day. When the appropriate time came I was concerned that maybe a glass of wine would not treat me well. So... I procrastinated with the drinking tonight and this is probably why I was fucking right. It's nearly 2am and half a glass sits on the vanity at my bedside. I won't dump it and I won't chug it. How long will I sit here watching the glass sweat? I need answers.