the bottle sits there empty my hand still clutching it tightly the room is spinning i taste the tequila in my mouth and my body's hot sitting up, the room spinning i try taking another drink. damn...bottle's empty so i crawl to the pantry and grab another. drowning myself. i feel nauseous. i stumble to the bathroom and see some stranger staring back at me. make her go away. the girl in the mirror looks at me and laughs...she's mocking me bitch she called me a silly girl who fell for another silly boy and his silly games. i punch her in the face to shut her up. my hand stings...then it's warm. i feel blood running over my hand and down my arm it drips into the sink below. the feeling of nausea grows stronger. ... after i'm done puking up my insides i take another look in the mirror... the stranger's gone just a shattered mirror on the wall now and all i can see is nothing