As I listen to Yeezus for the 134th time this week
Fucking anxiety. Making me want to curl up into a ball when I'm supposed to getting a drink with a good friend tonight, after another good friend last night took me out for drinks and some light flirting. And then the free food and cake and wine at some random person's vow renewal, I should be great.
I know that using whiskey to take the edge off is....not an amazing thing to do. Nor if forgoing my health tofu/pork dish for mac and cheese but I just feel so craptacular, I want to pull my hair out.
Gonna try to write. I want some cuddles from a person before I start breaking my no-cry rule again.
All I want is what money can't buy now...