“Am I dead?”
When you wake up somewhere completely foreign in the same outfit from last night.
When you can't even recognize whether you're still wasted or just a big sober mess.
Probably both TBH.
When you look at your reflection and question all your life choices that led up to this very moment.
That 10th shot of tequila wasn't any different than the ninth.
When you feel dead behind the eyes and swear off all alcohol for the rest of your life.
But we both know that's not true.
