no aa no way
It was the first drink Id had for almost two weeks, stopped for my health and my head, need a spring in my steps and colour in my cheeks, and remember going to bed. I did not realise about tolerance. thought I could drink like I had done before, didnt sleep in my bed last night. woke up by my open front door. so whats the point in me drinking less if when I do im less in controll. it was nothing to do with moderation drank less and still fell. The moral of this story is drink a little tipple everyday to avoid those nasty hangovers It's a really small price to pay.
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lisa
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