So this happened on my unit this morning. My group woke me up by telling me there's a new Doja Cat song. So I got up quickly, and turns out there isn't. So I argued with my roommate.
Me: That's why you look like you were there when Tupac got shot.
Roommate: what does that even look like?
Me: I don't know. You were there, you tell me.
Hey everybody. I'm just letting you all know that I'm in treatment. I almost overdosed on cocaine, meth, weed, and other substances. I've been in treatment for a fat minute now. If you want to contact me, contact me on Wattpad, Mon-Fri. Please and thank you.