Intoxicated with shaky legs, vomit stench and strangers.
Isn't this what you wished for?
Anxious at the thought of being around crowds, zero cash, no cigarettes, what does she do with her hands? Thinking she should have stayed home, counting seconds, hoping no one sees her, she can't shut the voices in her head. Everyone staring but nobody is. Out more often, if you're drinking, she drinks with you. Lets go around, calling random decisions adventures. She doesn't talk or call, but these moments she can be the friendliest of all.
Content but she doesn't want to be home. Happiest girl drunk, she just doesn't want to be alone. Happiest girl drunk, she's tired of crying like it's the only thing she's capable of. Happiest girl drunk, she doesn't want to think about it. Happiest girl drunk, wishing she was someplace else, with someone else. Happiest girl drunk, never wanted to leave home. Happiest girl drunk, wish she knew where home was.
-riri-
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