My Life.

I Hate It.

More Than Anything.

I Can’t Stand Drinking. The Fact That People Do it JUST To Become Drunk. If You Need An Alcoholic Drink To Make You, “More Fun” Then You’re Not A Person I Want To Be With.

What Do You “Get” Out Of Drinking If You Don’t Drink To Get Drunk?
“You Just Want To Try It” You Say.
WHY?
Whats So Different From A Regular Soda?
Drinking Alcohol Does NOT MAKE You Any “Cooler”

But I Guess It’s Peer Pressure.
You Want To Do It Because Everyone Else Is Doing It.
Isn’t That’s What Today’s Generation is All About?
Copy-Cats? And Show-Offs?
And If You Don’t Do This One Thing, You’re A “Loser” A “Geek” A “Nerd” A “Fake” A “Wimp”?

I Don’t Drink.
I’m Just As “Fun” As Anyone Could Be Drunk. Just As Loud, Just As Loose. You Need Alcohol To “Relax” You? NO. You Need To Just Let Go. Be Free. And Be Who You Are, And Create Yourself To Whoever You Want To Be, And You Will Be That Person, As Long As You’re Happy Being That Person, And If You Are HAPPY BEING THAT PERSON, Then That Person Is YOU. 

Alcohol Is NOT, A Necessity.
It’s A Want, Not A Need. 
We Don’t Need Alcohol.
We Only Want IT.


Because We Believe We’ll Be Cooler.
We’ll Be A Cool Kid.
We’ll Be JUST LIKE EVERYONE.

Whatever Happened To “Be Yourself”?

I Made A Stand Against Alcohol, Once I Saw What It Does To People.
My Friends.

They’re Awesome People.
But When They’re Drunk.
I’m Ashamed…

I Won’t Say Names, But I’ll Assign Numbers.

Friend #1: She’s A Pretty Crazy Chick Already. But Once She’s Drunk. It’s Pitiful. Seeing Her Flop Around Like She’s Been Spun Around at 25 Miles Per Hour And Then She’s Dizzy And Off Balance. And She Would NEVER ASK To “Grind” On Me, But Because She Was Drunk, She Says Over The Phone,

Her: “Ian, You Need TO Get Your Ass Over Here So I Can Have Someone To Grind On!”

Me: “I Have A Girlfriend.”

Her: “So! You’re My Best Friend! That’s What Best Friends Do!”

I Actually Showed Up, To Check On Her.
I Didn’t Want To Have The Feeling Over My Head That She’s Drunk And Something Bad Can Happen, And I Could’ve Been There To Stop it.

I Get There. And I Can’t Stand The Sight.
She REEKED OF ALCOHOL.
She Grabs Me By The Hand, I Pull Away, I Tell Her, I Can Walk Myself.

She Sits Down By A Fire, And She’s Just Completely Out Of it.
Her Eyes Are Crossing, She Blinks Alot.
It Wasn’t A Pretty Sight.

She Is Nothing Like What She is Drunk.
When Sober, She Is Actually A “Cool Kid”
She Jokes Around, She Jumps Up, Chases You, And She Can Actually Finish A Whole Sentence.

I Don’t Think I Need To Say Anymore.

I’ve Had Friend’s Relatives Of Mine Be Killed Because Of Alcohol.
I’ve Had Friends HOSPITALIZED From Alcohol.
I Had Been Fought By My Brother Because He Was Drunk.
I Had Been Told I Was A “Mistake” From A Drunken Mother, And That I’ll Never Amount To Anything.

9 Kids Died Near My Area Because of Alcohol.
I Knew 3 Of Them.

A Lot Of People Will Disregard This And Tell Me I Can’t Stop Drinking.

But I Can Sure As All Hell In My Might To Stop It From Affecting Me, And The People I Love.

And If They Choose Drinking, Over Me.
Then I Have To Let Them Go.
I Won’t Have My Loved Ones Leave Earth And Me.

Thank You.

Even Though You’re Mad At Me, When You Go To Bed, Without Telling Me, “I Love You, Too.”

It Hurts. :(