I’m too lazy to go to my parents place to pick up my bleach and stuff. I will maybe dye my hair on the weekend. Or maybe I’ll shave it off again. Or maybe I’ll set myself on fire.
oh my glob! I haven’t been this drunk in like ever. I drank half a bottle of martini (I stole it off my flatmates). Everything is spinning so hard. So hard. So fuck you.
I don’t need this.
Look at how good I am at typing.
I can’t harass you with my drunk shit anymore, my bottle is empty, I need to sleep now.
This fucking bottle is empty! WHY?