Out of the story [[Just to much TOO much fun]]

Drink,
Drank,
Drunk.

Puff,
Puff,
Pass.

I can understand where you are coming from
the belief that no one will like you if you don't do this,
but you have a choose, to make the right one.
To decide if this is the life you want.
Do you want to become this monster
and betray everything that you love?
Lie to yourself, that it's ok,
To lie to everyone else around you.
"I was crying,"
Lame excuse.
Since everyone else around you is doing this,
It's ok right?
Your morals are all wrong darling.
Can I trust you?
Can I trust myself?
Was it me to make this decision?
To be your friend,
To trust you,
To hold something dear.
Well, I'm fine.
I have lost to many friends to be saddened.
and you are just like them, monster, creeping up the walls of everyone.
The interior, of hatred and false hopes.
Dear Monster. I enjoy you.