Drink, talk about the things that you want to run away from, drink more. Meet people, listen to their stories to forget yours. Isn’t it all going out all about? Post a story or two, hoping you get a lucky ticket to story replies. That’s it. You are tired and you wanna go home. You weren’t there to have fun in the first place. You were there to forget.

Always the same old disappointment yet we repeat the vicious cycle of hoping something’s going to change. The more you realize how basic people are deep down inside, the more you want to be alone. But you don’t want to be alone.

You never wanted to be alone.