It’s very rare that I have nights like these. But it would appear that for once I have nothing to distract me except from alcohol.
I hate relying upon it to get me to sleep, but on a night like this, I don’t really have an option.
Ironically enough, I can’t sleep due to thinking of the one thing I had promised I’d try not to let bother me.
When I’ve no medication, nothing to smoke to numb it all, I’m back to my old coping ways. Is it bad I know what you’d have said to me about it?
What does it matter, I’m drunk and a terrible person.
Sweet dreams internet.