I'm destroying myself. I drink until it has to stop either by there being none left or by me passing out. I'm an asshole. "I don't like you! I poked you, like on the internet but in real life, and you ignored me." I was kidding, but aggressively so. I do like the kid. As far as I know, anyway.

Holiday weekend. Ugh. I hate holidays, right? I hope you're having a good one. It's tough.

I really hope my friends know I appreciate them. I don't mean to cause a scene almost every night. I'm a fucking mess. But it's okay (except for the blackouts).

Last year I lost something I never had.