It probably isn’t news to most of you, but I was in rehab this fall, after I finally realized I was at a point where I could not attend to even my most basic needs.
WARNING: This is a candid account of a girl admitting to a pathetic amount of frustration and sadness in the wake of unwarranted, unwarned social media account deletion.
I like making shit.
Sober for 3 months? Time to call my dealer and test out if I can use just a little, here and there.