confusion

I don't know what I'm doing or what I want to do. Now, less than ever.

Had a fun night, though. Don't really understand how you can drink half a bottle of vodka and not only be able to walk home but also have a coherent conversation with someone (a someone who drank the other half of the vodka).

Not especially hungover today, at least not physically. Just a bit sad, but that just makes it normal. ;)

Evrything was a last goodbye. In one way or the other.