"Ugh, I hate myself" I groaned, throwing my arm over my face to block the bright sun rays from my sensitive eyes, "Sybil, do me a favor. Please pull the curtains close. Pretty please" I begged, not wanting to see any light for now.
It hurt like a b***h.
My head hurt like someone is drilling holes in it. My eyes and face felt puffy. Overall, it wasn't a good experience. It was a terrible mistake but I know that I will willingly do this again in the future, just to go through all of this again.
Sometimes I hate myself for being an i***t.
I heard Sybil mutter something under her breath and a second later, the little light was gone. She had pulled the curtains close just as I had asked. God bless her, please.
"You shouldn't have drunk a whole freaking bottle of vodka for yourself" Sh
