October 18: Two straws one drink

To my two day hangover…

you came in like a wrecking ball, insisting I Campaign myself as we try to win the bartenders first serving vote. You walk around like you’re the President of this bar, but in reality, we’re both slow playing with impeachment. we fill my system like the tap is running out and your boisterous personality comes alive. You steer this ship on thin ice as we enter no man’s land of clear and dark waters because now it’s less about the taste and more about keeping you happy. I understand you are my hangover and it’s my job to feed you, but you’re honestly one of those friends I don’t look forward to seeing so I have no idea why I keep bringing you back around.


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