Horray for another drunken night
So heres the box im trapped in. On one half I realize that alcohol and other shit has totally fucked up my life (the reason I lost my car) But then I dont have a car now so, why not do it, especially when it provides such a good artifical happiness. Then I look at myself and hate what I see, but then I like certain things about myself. I want to die, but I cant kill myself and I dont want to leave my friends. Im happy being single, but then I dont want to be. And if I choose not to be single, who do I choose to date. I have several guys in my life right now and they're all amusing. I feel like everything is spiraling downwards and I cant make it stop. FUCK it all. Fuck this world.