For god damn mother fuckers

I give up. I'm failing first year seminar and I honestly don't fucking care. I was asked today why I drink so much and I thought about it. So here's the answer you fuckers have been looking for. I drink for the few moments in witch I don't remember my problems. Yes, I'm a fucking drunk. But you can blame yourselves. Maybe instead of me that was wrong it was all of you fuckers. Maybe you wern't good enough friends. Just think about the influence you have on others. This whole fucking conversation is based on something Britta said to me today. She finds my girly manurisms cute and my complete lack of concern for others a cover for a softer side. It still baffeles me how anyone would want to spend time with a sorry loser like me but shit, it's her waste of time. Well getting drunk tonight. Yes wednesday is my drinking night. I hope that damn nigger mechanic finishes that time machine soon.
"Wine is fine but wiskey quicker.
Suiside is slow with liqour."- Ozzy