Less is more

Less is more except when it comes to mistakes. You heard that one? Uhm, a slip of the tongue, a slit of the wrist blah blah blah. Alright. All I know is that I'm an asshole, and I'm 10x an asshole when I'm drunk. Tell me why I fuckin yelled at my mom. The easy way would be to just calmly say I'm coming home or I'm on my way home. But nOOOOOO, I said alrighty ma, I'm gonna get my shit, quit school and you can visit me at this place I'm getting away from you. WOW. Magnified assdom. Trying to find light of the situation? This is not a light situation.

Fucking store meeting. I need to find another job. This one is ridiculous.

You know what I'm craving though? Fried tofu. haha. It's weird. Yup.

Sorry times ten for everything. I'm going to be a better person. I'm going to be a better friend. I'm going to be a better daughter. And I'll learn to let go and keep my mouth from running. Before it tears up all the bonds I have. That's my promise from now on. I haven't made this one in a while. I haven't. Because I forgot what was important for a little bit. Got a little wrapped up in my shit.

Time to go.