i am a girl with a lot of cocaine

sometimes i want to run around in my underwear, wearing a man's dress shirt with a big, wet bottle of wine in my hands. i know exactly how this will look too. i will probably be wearing tortoiseshell wayfarers and thick socks so i can slide around on the hardwood floors. my hair will probably resemble an unkempt rats nest and certainly there will be bags the size of my grandmothers purse under my eyes. i wont be sober, and you wont be either. black eyemakeup from last night won't be washed off. lipstick stained glasses are scattered on his coffee table. i will finish off everyones drink.