wait...they don't love you like i love you
worst thing about drinking: HANGOVERS!! anyone who knows a good hangover cure, please let me know. i'm not as bad anymore as i was this morning, but it might be helpful for the future. not that i'll need one, cause i swore off drinking this morning....yeah right, we'll see how long that lasts.
second worst thing about drinking: throwing up. the less said about this matter, the better.
third worst thing about drinking: the fact that connor can drink way more than me and then be clear as a fucking bell when he wakes up, while i spend half the morning dry-heaving into the toilet bowl.
best thing about drinking: alcohol is fun! and honestly, you find out who your real friends are when you're shitfaced. for instance, a true friend is the one who stays sober at a party so you can get home safe, and the one who laughs at you when you throw up on your shoes, but then doesn't complain when you puke your guts out all over their bathroom, and the one who not only lets you sleep in their bed on new year's, but finds your sleeping bag after you mistakenly take someone else's, and the one who listens to your drunken ramblings even though you don't make any sense and they'd rather be doing something else. i'm not saying that the only way to know who your friends are is to get piss-ass drunk, but it is a good indicator.
thank you guys. i promise the next time you get trashed, i will be so there for all of you, it won't even be funny. i love you all dearly.
second worst thing about drinking: throwing up. the less said about this matter, the better.
third worst thing about drinking: the fact that connor can drink way more than me and then be clear as a fucking bell when he wakes up, while i spend half the morning dry-heaving into the toilet bowl.
best thing about drinking: alcohol is fun! and honestly, you find out who your real friends are when you're shitfaced. for instance, a true friend is the one who stays sober at a party so you can get home safe, and the one who laughs at you when you throw up on your shoes, but then doesn't complain when you puke your guts out all over their bathroom, and the one who not only lets you sleep in their bed on new year's, but finds your sleeping bag after you mistakenly take someone else's, and the one who listens to your drunken ramblings even though you don't make any sense and they'd rather be doing something else. i'm not saying that the only way to know who your friends are is to get piss-ass drunk, but it is a good indicator.
thank you guys. i promise the next time you get trashed, i will be so there for all of you, it won't even be funny. i love you all dearly.