Another drink to forget kind of night....

I swear to f**k....if another murder and execution happens....I'm using my tommy gun for....reasons....

What is there to live for at this point? 

Most of my friends are gone....my piggy's missing....my girl is out there....and I'm stuck with a rabbit who won't shut up....he always starts sh*t, thinks he's better than anyone else and just....an overall a**hole....

I really hate that guy....

Anyway....I grabbed the hardest whiskey I could find before drinking it straight out of the bottle....the whole thing in one gulp....I thought it would get me drunk faster....of course, I remember that I'm not a lightweight....but....the drink tasted....bland....almost like water....

After drinking the whole bottle....I decided to have a few shots of Jack Daniel's, Bourbon, Jim Beam and a couple other whiskeys I could think of....that was....until I felt so tired....I don't know if it was the whiskey or what....but I felt like passing out at the counter already....which was weird for me....I wanted to head back to my room....but I was so tired to the point of passing out right here....of course, that's what I did....I put my head down, wrapped my arms around my face and dozed off....that was after the bottle I drank out of was accidentally knocked over....but I didn't care....

But....the weirdest thing happened....I could hear voices....one of them sounded like mine....and the other sounded like that b**ch rabbit....but....everything was blurry in my vision....and the voices were muffled....I don't know what that was....

Until....I heard footsteps approaching me....I wasn't really awake at the time but I could hear what was happening on the outside of my mind....it was that ego-tripper f**k....I guess it was a drink to forget night for him too....he got hard lemonade....I think that's his personal favorite....

But....instead of waking me up to start sh*t again....he just....sat there and started talking to me even though I was out....he must've assumed that I wouldn't be able to hear him....he was saying how he had one of those dreams about hearing his voice and mine....but his dream was different than mine....he said how he could hear us chuckling and....apparently we were at this school we're locked in....somewhere on the roof....now that does NOT make any sense....we've only been here for weeks....a month, at most....so why would we be dreaming of this school....on the roof especially? We've never been to the roof....it's blocked off as well....he spent almost two hours talking about it....along with coming up speculations....until he put his hand on my back....of course....I didn't wake up to that....I was out cold....but....instead of hitting me or anything else....he....rubbed my back and gave me reassurance....that when we get out....we'll figure this dream out....

Now that was the weirdest thing I've heard all night....