Depression

It was around three in the AM. To say that I was drunk would be an understatement. I was heavily intoxicated, from all of the Bacardi I had drunk to down all of the unidentified pills I had taken. To sum it all up, I should be in this cold, pasty white bathroom, lying in the tub, dead; but I wasn‘t, someone somewhere had a warped sense of humor. So there I was, intoxicated and high off my ass, contemplating every event that had brought me to this dark place.

AN: Title might end up changing...If you have any suggestions, cmmnt/mssg.