[Helsinki Harlot]

In addition to all the BS within the past fuck ever. Sarah just spilled vodka and orange juice all over my work laptop. Which means all the art I was working on is stopped at the very least, and anything I had up at the time is gone but I can sort of work back from that. But she said it fritzed and shut down on her and wouldn't connect to any devices. So there goes my financial records, fafsa information, important addresses and essays, any of my school shit, and old statements, and my pictures, thousands of unpublished pieces of artwork that I've been working on, thousands of photography pieces I was waiting to process and publish, hell my entire life for YEARS is on that hard drive. The last few files and things I have left of Jon, my writing work, my poems, just... I need a bottle of booze.