The moment it hits my lips, I feel a rush. I know tomorrow I may regret it, but now, the now is what I live for.
Those first few drinks go down like water, I feel my face growing hot and the urge to do something questionable hits me. How does this liquid make me feel everything all at once.
Any feeling I had been repressing that day or week comes to light after a few sips of this whiskey. I hate what I become after a few of these, but continue drinking anyways.
Is this addiction or me just looking for a purpose at the bottom of this bottle I'm sipping. This liquid courage has allowed me to speak my feelings as well as led me to lose friends.
I rely on it to have fun, does that make me dull? My love hate relationship with alcohol has led me down some dark alleys but it has also opened my eyes. One day I will give it up. Maybe.