Why Do I Drink?

I like to drink. Yes, I actually like the taste of beer. I like the shake after a sip of liquor. And I absolutely love smoking when I drink. I like to drink because it brings back memories. Memories of when I was a little bit more carefree. It creates new ones. Memories I will cherish for years to come. I think alcohol is the lubricant of modern society. It's the downfall of many fools, but the catalyst for the brave.

I miss the days when I didn't work, but I drank free booze. There were girls galore, but none of them wanted a damn thing to do with me. I wish I were young, in college. I wish I knew then what I know now. I wish I took more chances. I wish I didn't do the stupid things that drunks do. And sometimes, I wish none of this mattered.

I miss a lot of things. When I drink a beer, I think about all the people I've drunken a beer with. I think about all the girls that made out with me just because they were drunk. I think about all the stupid things I've said when I've been drinking. And I think about all the witty things I've said. I think about how tired I am, and how I want to do the things I've always wanted to do. I'm going to bed, because one one who's awake right now cares anymore.

Last call.