FUCK OFF IN THE MOST FUCKS OF ALL THE WORLD.

OH HEY.

You've hurt my feelings.
Good job.

WINE AND REGINA SPEKTOR AND 3AM = TERRIBLE IDEA.

Sometimes you get paranoid, because you realize in an instant that you could be, "Oh shit, I could potentially get bat-shit crazy, dysfunctional couple, love-you-so-much-that-i-scream-at-you-in-public" over someone.

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Uuuuuuuuggggghhhh today has just been a big weird ball of meeps and moops.
It makes it harder to shake off when rather than going out and putting myself in a better mood with friends, said friends have all decided to not hang out.
I need to snap myself out of this shame spiral.

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I graduated from college yesterday.

"I'M DRUNK, I HATE EVERYTHING, AND I MISS MY BOYFRIEND"
"Oh? Tell me how you really feel, Princess."

And I miss you less and less (more and more) every day.
This stream of whiskey has helped to wash you away.