I can't keep doing this.

I'm being overdramatic (because I'm clearly drunk), but I can't stop crying, and I've got a razor in my hand. But also my house is a mess, lots of dirty dishes and stuff. Should I cut and sleep? Do the dishes and sleep? Cut, dishes and sleep? Or just sleep? Or keep drinking?

The thing is, since I live all alone, I can do any of the above. Tengo el poder de ser responsable y funcional, o mandarme una cagaa. Y en realidad a nadie le importa, y nadie tiene porqué saber. Si no tuviera un sentido de responsabilidad tan estúpidamente predominante, sería peligroso estar viviendo sola.