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Sep 2013
We get sloppy drunk, so what?
Uh, feel the vibe and ride the wave of intoxication
The smell of ***** inducing fluid surrounds you
Shots go fast enough to ignore the taste
But slow enough to need to treat the sting
Dump it down your throat
Feel the comfort of warmth in your stomach
Let time roll on
And forget what is feels like to be self conscious
As your words begin to slur
And your eyes roll uncontrollably
Your head feels light and your feet feel even lighter
And your words are coming to you by the truck load
So much so you feel you could write a book
And win the Nobel prize for it
Your feelings are blunt and no longer personal
And you can spew tears just because that song you just heard reminds you of the one that got away,
So it goes.
People who feel the same way interact with you
And soon it's like you were separated at birth
Destined to meet and bond over the fuzzy feeling in your gut
We get drunk
So we can party
And we party because
That's what we grew up intimidated by
And now, we control the music
We feel the freedom and
We understand what the hype was all about
A 10 year old once asked me why anyone would ever get drunk
It kills people she says
So I say we all get killed in the end
Might as well feel the intensity of what it's like to come close to the end
We gamble our lives because we're invincible,
And nobody likes to be mundane
We get drunk to find out how vulnerable we truly are
To escape the terrors of sober life
And to have a night to our own that we remember as a ****** banger
But actually don't  remember a thing.
Julia Lane
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