P.S. previous post was definitely embarrassing in the future but I care zero fucks

really drunk I just want to tell you that getting really drunk and listening to Enter the Wu-Tang is really refreshing but you also still think of all the reasons you drank and you still remember all of the reasons you’ve fucked up and you still cry

I apologize to the alcoholics to whom this advice does NOT apply. I love you. I love everyone, which is a thought I certainly contemplate when sober, I promise. People are lovely, and their lack of loveliness at times is still proof of that.

I cry and laugh, because it is funny that this heightens my sadness.

fuck some people think I’m a fuckin’ weirdo