The sad little party

Two days ago was my cousin 19th birthday… and I had a whole botle of strawberry wine again. I want more.

That was supposed to be my dinner; but I got to eat a Happy Meal tiny burger while nobody was watching me.

My best friend arrived so damn late, the party was over... we get to talk for a while when she got a celphone call from another friend and she decied to leave me andgo with them to another party... she took the bottle of wine she was drinking with her. I hate was she's becoming, and I don't think that she could ever occur that leving me for someone else could even hurt me.