The Drink. Again.

Last weekend I attended the best dance party I’ve ever been to.

Ever.

I also drank a little too much.

I usually have a little too much drink in me.

I also say stupid shit when I’m drunk.

But I keep telling myself that it’s not that bad.

Maybe all the weird stuff I say could be attributed to quirk.

Probably not.

But I’ll keep telling myself that.

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