Not How I Planned It
WARNING: Raw, uncensored, honest confessions of human frailty ahead. Proceed at your own risk.
I could really use some compassion right now; a hug and an “it’s okay,” but that’s not forthcoming. So I’m listening to depressing music and getting drunk. Today was a great day until I fucked it all up. Sure, at first, I thought the blame might lie with Lorelei, but the longer I sit here and ruminate on it, the more I convince myself that it’s all my fault.
It’s just fucking easier that way.
