About last night

I'm sittin here checking my emails before heading out to school. My friend forwards the email about the beautiful girl that was burnt badly by a drunk driver. It was horrifying to see. Sickening in fact.

I drove home again last night and I shouldn't have. I was plastered. First it was the beers then shots then more beers. I should have called a taxi but instead I did what I've always done. Got in to my car and drove home anyway. I need to stop or else I am going to end up being a statistic.

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