Recently I've discovered someone is out to get me. I've always thought of us as friends, there were never any problems between us. However, I guess I was wrong.
This person is drunk me. Apparently, drunk me is an asshole. Only to me though, I'm very entertaining to other people.
Drunk me thinks it's funny for me to wake up with my phone destroyed (I tried to give it a bath), bruises all over my arms (still a mystery), cuts all over my knuckles (picked a fight with a wall, wall won), and usually at least one of my belongings missing. After all of this, drunk me likes to completely erase all memories of the night and makes sure I wake up the next morning very very confused.
I don't know what happened between us. Things used to work out fine. Oh drunk me, can we ever go back to the way things were?
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