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"Alcoholic"

I'm not an alcoholic,

I just like to drink alone.

Thanks for the concern though.

 

Why can't a girl get drunk alone

at her place with that ugly

word getting tossed around?

 

I'm too broke to sustain an alcohol addiction anyway.

Too prissy to pump myself full of cheap liquor.

I'm a high society mess and only indulge myself on top shelf drinks and failed dreams.

Thanks for the concern though.

 

I'm twenty one.

I'm young.

I'm fun.

And an introvert to the core of my being.

 

Why can't I drink alone and watch ****** reality television

without the threat of an intervention?

 

People exhaust me.

Wine delights me.

People are evil.

***** is tasty.

Society is corrupt.

And tequila tastes like vacation.

 

Good for you man,

you've got it together.

I don't. And I hate going out

and socializing despite what my

cheerful disposition might lead you to think.

 

So let me drink

And mind your own **** business.

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Jun 28, 2013
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