December 23, 2012

kinda sorta, the kind that comes from a potluck and drinkd with friends before the inevitable family onslaught of the holidays.

does anyone drunk blog anymore? does anyone admit it?

this is a drunk blog.

brpught to you by potato vodka and leftover chinese food and cards against humanity and phyllo pastry and

lots of hugs

which is why a lot of people drink, I think. it hits us right in the feels.

when i first started dating tyrone he was all, liston to war on drugs by bnl

it's the saddest song evs and it moves me and it'll move you

and my cynical self did, but not like i should have

not actually sat down and listened

but years later, after being together forevs. after multiple listens after fights and sad times and stresses

he's right

it's powerful stuff

and it's hard to say why it means anything at all

which is what makes it worth a damn

esp around xmas.

when everything means the most

friends and family and good health and all that shit

and even though lots of cynics make fun of xmas as made up and stupid and irrelevant

which it may be, or isn't

it's nice to remember who we love

don't you think?

so let's give a salute or a hug or a smile

drunk or sober or in-between

espexially drunk

ILU. merry alomst xmas.