Bad night
There comes a point where we look at our lives and think of how different things should be. For example, I should be able to find that special someone and stop being interested in the wrong ones. Deep down they're wrong in every single way, but I seem to be a masochist in that regard. My gut reaction is to push them away, but it never seems to work.
Meanwhile, I'm sick. That makes it even worse. I don't know what it is about alcohol, but my body overreacts to it. I rarely puke, but there are other ways to be sick. So here I am feeling sick and thinking about how alone I am, and it really sucks.
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