You can't just decide that I'm drunk.

Aaron, take the next flight out and come see me.

We can lay in bed and watch Arrested Development all day...which is similar to what I did today.

Moral of the story, I fucking miss you.

Fuck

Ok, so, since I last wrote in here, I have gained a year of life, got a tattoo, and become just slightly more jaded (therefore, more emo!). I also have gotten way too drunk in front of my parents and embarrassed myself silly...but that's a story for another time.

So after having, probably the most terrifying experience in my entire life, I realized that I'm fucking up wayyy too much. However, I don't seem to be willing to change anything as of yet. I'm having fun and I know that sobriety brings me down a bit (which is scary...sorry future boyfriends!). I don't like always saying or doing things before thinking, but I do them, unknowingly for the most part. It makes me feel like alcohol is turning me into a booze robot (Danger, Will Robinson!). When fed copious amounts of booze, I feel challenged to drink more. But before you all play the "ALCOHOLIC" card, I don't drink alone and rarely drink more than 2 times a week. I'm a binge drinker, I know this.

I'm just at a point in life where I can continue playing the hand I'm dealt with, or I can deal myself a new one. But you always get caught cheating.

Edmonton sure isn't seeming so far away anymore...