tonight my sister said she’d like to talk to me when i’m not drunk for once….i’m sorry but what the fuck else is there to do in this shit ass town?
i’ve gotten drunk every single night since i’ve been here. i just can’t handle being here by myself and sober. i fucking hate it, i wish i had never moved. this feels like the biggest mistake of my life.
tomorrow i’m gonna try and go the whole day sober, which will be easy since i’m out of weed. but not vyvanse, that shit keeps me alive now. can’t handle being in my own head here.