passing out.
i love it.
it's like you're away from the world.
away from your problems.
away from your worries.
even for just a while.
for an instant,
everything that bothers you
vanishes.
everything that makes you wish your time on this place was over,
everything that makes you question your existence,
they all go away.
but then there's the day after.
everything you forgot comes crashing back into your world.
every single problem that you tried to avoid,
all your unanswered questions,
they are all back in your world.
reality.
it sucks.
i was told that this was an insane way to look at alcoholism.
but if it makes you feel better about yourself,
if it makes you happy,
then how is it so wrong?
how could something this awesome be so wrong?
i used to not drink at all.
but after you, all i could do is drink.
just because..
you used to be my way of passing out.
now, you're my day after.