You Won't Remember This

So much anger and pain placed to passion and guilt with a little bit of self mutilation and shame which most people call anxiety or panic attacks makes Jill a well rounded girl in hand-me-down jeans. After the fight with the fam, the fight with the BF, the fight with the boss man and the fight with the roommate the day seem like a waste of time to try anymore"I'm sorry's" or "please forgive me" for one day; what would one do when all hell breaks loose in less than 8hrs? Fuck kicking the cat or persecuting the dog for yet another accident on the carpet, it's time to cuddle to a good drink and/or movie and cry about how pitiful it is and was.