When liquor becomes therapy and banter becomes confession.

Her: I’m sad because of someone who used to make me so happy but who’s a fucking eediat

Me: I’m sad because my team lost.

Her: How does that even compare?

Me: We’re both sad because we let ourselves be sad, not because of the idiot or because my team lost — we have no control over what they do.

Her: Damn son 😅

Me: I know right, I scare myself too sometimes 😌

Her: Pass the liquor

Me:

Kalewa

Her: I learn from the best 🤷🏾‍♂️

Me: Alcohol is poison

Her: Then why do...