Why was I crying so much. Bleh. I’m such an emotional baby. I hate it.
I made a fool of myself.
At least I looked good while I did it.
We are gathered here today because SOMEBODY *glares at coffin* couldn’t stay alive.
and suddenly from the ashes of the old world rises a familiar face. weird al has returned.
Guess who’s an idiot and decided drinking was a good idea.
It’s me. I’m stupid.
I have a doctors appointment tomorrow.
They’re gonna send me back to the hospital. I know they are.
If I tell them about how I’ve been feeling they’ll think I’m a threat to myself.
I can’t go to the appointment. I can’t. If I go I’ll have to lie and I can’t do that either. So the best solution is to just not go.