One. There wasn't a decent shot of myself over the weekends. Two-Memory lost. Three- Sanity and words don't come together. Four- I want to slit my wrist vertically, repeatedly.

"Your breasts shrunk is it. And why is your hair so messy. "
"I made it this way so I appear traumatized. People better know not to mess with me today. "

"OMG I THINK THAT GUY MOLESTED ME. I THINK HE TOUCHED ME AT MY VAGINA. I THINK I THINK ! NOT LIKE MY GIRLFRIEND LEAVING ME IS NOT BAD ENOUGH IS IT. "

" That martini glass is so sexy. "
" Go fuck it. "
" No I think its gonna be painful. "

" I am going to swim homeeee. Jump down Singapore River okay ? "
" No way man. How are you going to swim home ? You are drunk. There is no river/lake at your place. Cab home ! "
" Why. But I want to swim home ! "
"Do you know what to tell the cab uncle ? Serangoon North not South okay ? "

"I don't want to puke ! (-insert vomiting noises-) OHMYGOD ! Why you all let me puke here."

Five- The throbbing head/heartaches are killing. Six-Episodic retching from two weeks ago. Seven- I give it up for madness.