Last night was pretty... something. I was going to go see the Black Dahlia Murder but I decided instead to ride the Metro drunk all night, stopping frequently to squat in the parking lot to pee and smoke. It was depressing. I only made it to Bethesda when I decided to just go back home. I think I might have sprained my wrist, my ring and pinkie fingers won't move much. I am so xtuffx.
I've been listening to Needle In The Hay over and over. Oh, catharsis. Like I need anymore tears. It's... so good though. Sedatives, cheap wine, and Elliott Smith always equal ... fuck it.
OHEMGEE LOOK HOW CUTE I AM.
P.S. I finally called my gynocologist. And I might get a refill on my Ultracet. I think I'm going to die.
I'm going down to VA tomorrow I think. I hope.
I had a dream I was pregnant. It scared the hell out of me.
I've been listening to Needle In The Hay over and over. Oh, catharsis. Like I need anymore tears. It's... so good though. Sedatives, cheap wine, and Elliott Smith always equal ... fuck it.
OHEMGEE LOOK HOW CUTE I AM.
P.S. I finally called my gynocologist. And I might get a refill on my Ultracet. I think I'm going to die.
I'm going down to VA tomorrow I think. I hope.
I had a dream I was pregnant. It scared the hell out of me.
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jet:
oh riding around drunk is the best, especially in a ' 68 black mustang at odd hours of the morning. driving to the top of that hill that looks out to the city where everyone has sex, unfortunately for them you braught your flashlight. 
metaleric:
I wanted to see Black Dahlia Murder a couple weeks ago, but had to work. So I went to the Michigan Deathfest instead.