i hate that i'm downing a quarter of a forty-ounce of gin and i'm still like, sure i'm tottering about but i'm keeping my balance, and i'm— you seein' this, right? check it out dude, no spelling mistakes, i'm fucking ZONED IN, i'm totally on top of it. I even put an em dash in there instead of a hyphen, that's how on top of it i am. You gotta put in an ALT code for that, dude!!! i'm so lame i can't even get drunk when i'm drunk. haha, i'm kidding i know people hate drunk people, i hate drunk people, if i was drunk to that point i'd hate and be embarrassed of myself but, you know. it'd be nice if ethanol had a better effect on me. sometimes you wanna obliterate yourself, but, i don't really feel that now? If you heard me wish for that you should know i'd be faking it. like ugh, only people who have things to hide from themselves go for that, and, really? i'm fine! i'm okay! and if I wasn't? what? what am i gonna do, down a whole bottle? haha god, wouldn't that be a look? come oon, eww. no alcohol kink shaming or anything but still, ew. whatever, whatever. point of this post is though, you know. i love my online friends. that's all i wanted to say. xoxo, kiss kiss all that crap. i'm going to have a real bad time in the morning getting up at 3 am to work. hahaaaa check on you guys laterrrrrr lmaoo