I"m ****ed.



this is how it is every weekend.



waking up every morning



not remembering what i did,



because of the ****ing booze.



except this weekend i remember a little.



i remember making a fool of myself.



i remember me and my best friend getting into a fight (a acual one, my ****ing hair hurts from her pulling it)



i dont even remember why the fight started. at all.



mother ****er i think i have a drinking problem.



AGAIN.



****.



but i dont want to change it.