2nd update.
God as I sit here at home finally and sobering up I realize how fucking pissed I am at my "best friend". He spent the whole afternoon making me feel bad for being drugged. Blaming me and getting angry AT me, not FOR me.
Earlier in the night he had been being his usual passive aggressive asshole self so I told him to shut the fuck up because he was whining for me to go outside when he clearly saw and I TOLD him that someone was pouring a beer for me out of the keg. Seriously 30 seconds he needed to wait and he wouldn't SHUT THE FUCK UP.
God I wanted to punch him in the fucking face.
He thinks the world revolves around him. And apparently me getting drugged is only bad because it affects him. And made me fall down and break his entertainment center. Not that I could have died.
And then he refused to drive me home, dropping me off at the bus stop. knowing that I was sick and could pass out on the bus. What a selfish piece of shit. I'm done with him and his fucking Tea Party idiot boyfriend. I'm more pissed at them than the asshole who drugged me. They are supposed to give a shit about me. All they did was get mad at me and laugh about how I can drink so much and how embarrassing it was for me to get that fucked up off some random drug or pill or whatever it was.
There's a reason bad things happen to me. I must deserve it. I must. I hate myself so much right now. It would have been better if I had just died last night.
I'm so sad.
7:04 p.m. - 2010-10-31
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