Am I drunk?

I'll be drinking alone tonight. Alone. Loneliness...What is there for me to do on a Friday night?To have fun, and I kind of need it.

The class is about to end, I'll take my headphones and my wallet, get on the first bus and go to the store to buy some wine. Maybe i´ll buy red wine,or maybe white... Maybe blue, or maybe green. Wine... Wine will help, wine will keep me calm and warm. Wine will warm me gently, like the sunset. Wine will caress me like a father that never made it. Wine will kiss me like no lover has ever kissed me. So what else is there for me to do, it's Friday night, I really don't want to be sad again.

Loneliness. It caught me, it won't let me go. Loneliness is my only friend, you can see its loyalty, it never lets go of my hand. Loneliness caresses me like my mother never caressed me, loneliness protects me like my brothers never did. I am loneliness, loneliness is me.

For all the reasons that exist and for all the reasons that disappeared i am who i am today. So i will keep my mothers legacy and my fathers anger, i´ll keep my love for me, since nobody needs it. I will buy wine and i will drink it. I will drink it and i´ll be happy.

(I am drunk now. I am happy. I put some Amy Winehouse on and I´m dancing. Finally, i feel peace, finally i am feeling nothing. Dear reader, i can´t write more, i am too busy with dancing and enjoying the moment. So this is the end, love you.)

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