if only the hangover were the worst part.

Sep 05, 2004 03:45

i get myself home, god knows how, (i can't imagine why nobody tried to stop me from driving. i always try to stop my friends when they're as drunk as i was... guys? i know you don't know me that well, but you know me well enough to intervene in a case like this. at least, i hope you do. you all knew i was drunk. don't let me do that again. mkay? thanks.) and i spit in the sink cause my mouth is dry and alcohol-y, and it's all pinkish. i think to myself, "it must have been all the vodka and cranberry juices that i had." i look at it again. then i open my mouth to double check. and it's blood. i'm never going out alone again.

love and other perishables,
erin
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