"When the alcohol goes in, strange things come out. Liquor is bottled poetry."
Last night, I was at my friend's party. I drunk some booze but I know that I wasn't intoxicated. I could still clearly remember everything that had happened. But, unfortunately, I was aware that I have lost control of myself. :|
Does that mean I was drunk?
Anyway, i said a lot of stuff. And when I say A LOT. I mean really lots of things. Things that I have no plans of telling other people. My secrets. My life.
Right now there's nothing I can do anymore. I've said it. They've heard it. Might as well go with it. But is it worth it?
Even though those people that I unconsciously blabbered my life secrets were some of my closest friends, I still feel uncomfortable knowing that they had already gain access to one of my life's gates. An inch closer to me.
I don't even know how would I face them. How would I react. Or if anything would even change.
I just hope that all is well, and that somehow for the first time I've done something that's right. Though its totally against my will. >:(
I guess it is true that Champagne costs too much, Whiskey's too rough, and Vodka puts big mouths in gear.
I would totally lay off vodka for sure.
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