BlOOOOOOOOOg
Want into my inner most thoughts? Prbably not, but read on anyway. I'm gonna number them. I'm watching the BIg C season 3 episode 2
1. My face feels funny. Kinda numb, I wanna slap it. In a mashonistic manner. Fucking damn google or bloodspot or whatever didn't recognize that what I meant was the -- person who hurts themselves because it feels good)) or whatever websster says.
Anyway, I think I'll slap myself bc it'll be gooooood
2. How mch wine have I had. I really like wine. even thigh this whine kinda tasted like fucking armpits. like gross tuskegee armpits. VOMIT-FEST!!!!!
3. I AM nodding. without even meaning to. UM. Ambien, 6 glasses of wine, an ambien, and prozac. I deserve to nod
4. Wish, If Only, One day, Soon, Maybe, If Only
5. Number 4 is the story of my godmann life
6. Daniel reminds me of the husband of the BIG C. reminds me bc he's so ridiculously nice. I mean if my husnabd was an asshole, well he wouldn't be my husband. but still. U know. UGH. I wish he'd be more of who he is with ought being an asshole to me and. Oh fuck lost my chop chop train of thought. Chug a chug aaaaaa.
7. These aren't counting down or nothing. just thought I could come up with 10 before I FELL asleep.
8. Diluted my glass enough to that I only really have 1/4 of a fucking glass of wine left. but too drunk to stay awake for the rest of it/
9. push some balls up against your too sexy foopa panties and fuciing die
10. HOW come 10 is the number that you go to.
FUCK
GO SLEEPY TOWN
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