Yes kids, I'm drunk. And in vino veritas. I may even turn off comments for this post as I know ya love me and you'll be all supportive and whatnot.
Thing is, I realized tonight, walking home alone, stubbornly alone, how truly alone I am. How truly alone we all are. How I am likely to die alone, more so than most, simply bc I'm kind of a weird girl. It's fine. It is what it is, but every now and then, when I'm three sheets to the wind, it really pisses me off. How unfair life is, how random, how twisted and sick and in control of all of us it is.
Dear Life, Drunk Denise says to hell with you.
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