Do you want all the gruesome details?Trash surrounds me on the floor.

The tears under my eyes flow, while I lose count.

My wrist aches from the fresh spilling cut.

Sip the last bit of stolen vodka, let it drip down my chin.

I am a mess. I am the mess you made me.

This is who I am.

Not a rough week, this is me.

Embrace the chaos.

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