anissa

So, I'm laying here surround by all my garbage and wallowing in my own crapulence. Drowing in a sea of phones, bottles of medicine, books, paper, empty cigarette cartons, panties, and an empty box of Peanut Butter Crunch.

I could be doing something productive like cleaning or walk and getting some exercise, but no, I'm reading books about drugs and strippers, watching a three hour mockumentary about M. Night Shamaylan.

And people wonder why I joined so many groups....