glass half empty

I dropped my phone into a half empty glass of water, How I manage to do shit like that I will never understand.

usually I would be so upset about my phone and numbers and all that, But I could give a fuck less about my contact list. I had pictures of Monique, the last picture she took of herself and one of me and her from my first rehab visit to her, a picture that nobody had seen, It was mine to cherish and to keep and a video of her telling Alicia hi and waving, All possibly gone.

I feel like the world is against me, Not only am I falling apart but so is my everything else. I just want to crawl in bed and hide, But Ive been doing that for weeks already, and tonight is Another Benefit show for Monique, and I know I have some friends that really want to see me, and I them

But It takes so much out of me, To make myself feel presentable enough to even leave the house, how am I supposed to have the courage to smile and hold a conversation?

I just don't feel like enough anymore.

and I really don't feel like answering that question that EVERYONE asks "how have you been?"

I wonder if they really want the truth?