Binging.

I must've done something seriously effed in a previous life. 'Know why?... Do you even have to guess?

Yeah. I'm pretty much despising life right now. It downright sucks.

I have this picture of myself binging on my brother's thirteen beer, then kneeling composedly in front of the toilet before throwing up all of my despicable days of misery. Yes. Afterwards, I wipe away the spittle and then calmly remove myself to promptly pass out in a clammy, sick sleep. I wake up the next day feeling disgusting but relieved because my body will have accepted my fate.

I know it won't happen, but it brings solace to think about it.

Wish me luck on my barf-a-licious final exam tomorrow.