What's wrong with me.

No more drinking. No more, no more no more no no no no no nononononoo
I've heard myself say that over and over again
It's not that I love it
I just do stupid shit when I am


There was a party tonight. Kleinburg, as always people get wasted and start fights, of course. Cops came, we had to leave before 11. Pathetic. I came home smelling like shit but caught D on the way, the best part of tonight. 


Kind of tipsy, I call A.
"What did I do?"
"What?"
He's with people.
"Why did we stop talking"
"I don't know how to reach you.."
"You can always message me..."
*sigh*
I feel crushed.
"Let me know what I did wrong when you can. Bye"
You were special.


My last Belmont and my wish bogie broke as I ran from the park. Everything feels broken like that, in hald. Crushed wishes.