nnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaghhhh
Jul. 24th, 2003 08:59 amIt is nine in the morning and I am drunk from crying.
I never noticed that before.
It feels like the step between well and truly apocalyptically blitzed and horribly hung over.
Crying too hard.
Wish I could stop. Wish the idea of spending a week on a beach in Delaware with my father's side of the family didn't make me. Don't quite know why it does.
I never noticed that before.
It feels like the step between well and truly apocalyptically blitzed and horribly hung over.
Crying too hard.
Wish I could stop. Wish the idea of spending a week on a beach in Delaware with my father's side of the family didn't make me. Don't quite know why it does.
no subject
Date: 2003-07-24 07:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-24 12:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-24 02:11 pm (UTC)gg