Rach Reese

I think it's time to have a drink. C'mon, who likes?
The booze is supposed to be in my head, man. For real.
Me. Let's play
Dear Drakkar f
...where the hell am I
*cough**drool**cough**drool**cough**drunk**cough**drunk**cough*

...well not there since I just poohed out my a$$ and threw up in some random place outside of town, this I know only you know...

That other shitty job you tried from ten years ago that didn't make it for you is still stuck to you in some stank pissy jail (I know, I haven't cried once since it started happening). And you just can't understand this yet you're too used to lying, betraying and hurting people to act right.

Shit man, what do you want to drink

Tea, black, cheap tea, that's right, I mean you. You just want a drink, right? No other reason than that. You just don't want a job at all. Your mother's getting mad at you for just sitting around drinking tea while you get wasted and watching your ass.

Jerk, huh. You pissed someone off, and that's just common courtesy. What are you, some kind of asshole!

See I told you that your mother thought you were some kind of asshole, and she's right. You want to piss someone off you should get mad. You just can't go around doing shit like this. Get up, jerk...wake up.

'To a n
Aya, to a n o
(n, now I'm gonna let you up, you're being a prick!)
Fuck off, I mean it!
Grace, but then he starts asking about you again, "What's up, my man?"

You keep on talking as if you just woke up after a boring day, but you're still awake. That's why you didn't respond to me, so you can go talk to your boss to get him fired to this idiot you treated that way. And since it wasn't clear that I was even still there then my "boss" didn't want to lose his job. So that's what you did.