Back to My Old Ways

In the last 2 weeks I’ve slipped back into my old ways. I’ve got blackout drunk. I don’t know why I’ve been so depressed lately. I can’t stand feeling this way. this is suppose to be the most joyest time

of the year. At least I’ve been smart enough not to drive home. But it’s annoying is hell trying to remember where I left my car. Some girl named Jenny keeps calling me. Her number is programmed in my phone. I don’t remember meeting her but I guess that explains the bra I found under my seat. I think I need to go back to AA Meetings. I’m almost ready to move on to the next life. FUCK FUCK FUCK I wanna fell better.

Life is a Bitch, then you marry one, then you DIE