It doesn't take long after turning 21 that you figure out how it works. You're at the bar with your closest friends. And maybe you repeat the act of consuming poison for days on end, spending money you're not sure if you have. And that boy that was there weeks ago is there again. You know how it goes, I'm not going to explain it. Nor am I going to detail how it goes for me. It can happen to anyone. It happens all the time.
Suddenly it's the next day, and in this day of technology, you're checking your phone. You texted him something so stupid. Why did you do that? I have to apologize, I have to make an excuse.
No. I'm so tired of making up excuses. I'm so tired for apologizing. You know what? I'm sorry for being human. I'm sorry for letting alcohol get the best of me. As a society, we need to STOP apologizing. It's not working for me any longer. I'll be who I want to be when I want to be it and I'll do what I want when I want to do it. It's not my fault. I'm young and I'm stupid. Let me be.
I like to write; point blank. This is a little piece of me that I get to share with the rest of the world, and hey, you know, maybe you'll appreciate it, maybe it'll do nothing for you. But my writing exists, and that's enough for me.
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