I'm a little bit drunk (well, tipsy now that I've showered and all), so forgive me (Madonna - the pop star, in case you're wondering.)
But Jesus fucking Christ.. Am I defective or something? I swear, it must be a curse that I have bad/weird relationships with people. First boyfriend - emotionally abusive cokehead. Second boyfriend - China. Enough fucking said.
When will I get a break?
Btw, Californian Barefoot wine is too sweet. Pass that shit up.
