Yuck, yuck, yuck. Yellow Tail is NOT a decent cheap wine...By any means.

I am not blogging tonight...Just like I never use this as an actual blog. I just pretend it's mydiary.com from 1995 and roll with it.

She's bothering me. She's not talking to me because I told her to fuck off, but she's still bothering me.

I want Marcus back as badly as she does, but I am not delusional. I've figured him out.

Ugh. Cheap riesling, expensive headache. bye