Dear God drunk texting at its finest, alcohol, feelings, and cell phones should have some sort of surgeon generals warning label on them.

"Warning the surgeon general has noted that mixing of cell phones, alcohol, and feelings should not be done in any way, shape, or form they may cause temporary insanity, lack of self control, heart pain, and not to mention making a total ASS of yourself!"

I think that while a nice delightful beverage filled with spirits and exotic tastes promise good times but on the other edge of that same sword promise only pain. Pain to which I see very little escape and only a few dim views of a solution.

To those that tell you to find love and hold on I say step back look at them ever so deeply in the eyes anbd kindly say "FUCK OFF!" I say find someone you can tolerate thats good in bed if it ends so what you move on!