Uber, drinks, town, fuck.

In an Uber headed to drinks then laser tag. Dan is with me and we even took a shot before we ubered.

Dan doesn’t drink much, thankfully he is tonight. I didn’t used to drink this much. Actually, I didn’t take my first drink until five years ago. God.

It should be fun. No, it will be. I’ll keep myself drinking so I stay happy and interesting.

Be happy or go home. That used to be a rule I had, I went home a lot. Nobody wants to be around a sad person. You gotta fake it until you make it. 

I failed to make it. And each time I tore myself apart for being sad. Not choosing to be happy.

Being raised in a good conservative Christian home, I know that people who have to drink to  have fun are the devil. God hates those heavy drinkers.

Good thing I’m a faggot. God has always hated me.

Now it is time to drink that all way. Be happy or go home.

Drink. Fuck you. Alcoholic. Weak. Shit. Fuck. 

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Uber, drinks, town, fuck.

One thought on “Uber, drinks, town, fuck.

  1. Happiness in not a choice. It’s all biological ‘n stuff. Be careful the drink though, no judgment, not do I believe in god, just speaking from experience – mostly makes things worse…. like blackouts and other nasty stuff humans do to one another. Take care with yourself

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