The culture of black outs.
I don’t know how I feel about this post, I mean I’ve struggled with the fact that I’m actually growing up and that I have to make grown up choices. Every time I go out now, I almost always run in someone I once knew or someone that reminds me of the old days. That person is always on the verge of blacking out, fast drinking, they’re basically there to black out, kind of goal, so their night’ll be worth something to not remember and laugh about. I’m not judging, I used to be like that, shots after shots, go out with a bang, and we used to go out 6 times a week on average. I was on a never ending hang over. I would work while hung over and all I could think about was where we would be at night. We couldn’t have just one beer and go home, that was not us and we considered every single person that would leave early to be weak. And now, I look at people and I don’t know what I was thinking. Shut up grandma would say the 21 year old me, but you know what, fuck you 21 year old me, fuck you.
