cedar

so i'm at this bar...
and i'm having an amazing time with my friends...
and i'm doing okay with two really heavy handed 'red headed sluts'...

and then we wander outside when the bar closes....
and we're talking about suicide girls, and high school and work with out new friends....

and then this guy gets stabbed four times...
and suddenly i'm screaming to apply pressure to the wound...
and i'm ripping off his shirt...
and then i back out of the way and let the less drunk people help him....

i then i notice i'm covered in blood....
and there's human flesh on the skirt i borrowed from my friend....
and i have no idea what happened....

and i used a half a container of soap on one arm alone....
and i'm still walking through and finding blood on me....

so i ask the cops if they need to flesh on me as evidence...
and i'm hoping to god this guy doesn't die....
and i'm REALLY drunk...
and REALLLLLLLY confused....
and the cops tell me i can go home.

so i'm home now.
and i'm still drunk. and still confused. and still have blood on me.
so i'm crying. and i still don't know what the fuck has happened to my life.