Wednesday, September 2, 2009
I'm so extremely stressed I'm about to cry. It doesn't make any sense. And I have to write right now to keep myself from A) bursting into tears and B) grabbing the bottle of vodka on the counter behind me.
I sometimes wish I was retarded. Like, mentally retarded. I know it's a terrible thing to wish, but maybe the world woudn't hurt so much if I couldn't understand it. I guess that's why I like alcohol and drugs; I don't have to think about or understand the world.
Posted by Alex at 5:04 PM