Ugh. I'm supposed to be showering and getting ready to go to a party at Joshy's tonight, but I have no motivation whatsoever because I got so fucking hammered last night. And the night before. And the night before. And so on...
I need to stop drinking. I really, really do. I feel it's becoming a problem. Scratch that. It was a problem a long time ago.
I have shakes every single day now until I can get a drink in me. And I honestly can't remember the last night I was sober. I think I've been drunk for the entire past month. I don't even know how it started.
Am I really that fucking unhappy with my life?Really?Why can't I just fucking dance and be a retardsober?
Eff. I guess I'm gonna go, but I'm gonna make it a serious point to NOT FUCKING BLACK OUT TONIGHT. It's getting ridiculous.
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