It takes all I've got to listen and not fall apart. It's sort of like having liquid courage and being able to say your thoughts exactly as they come to you. You don't change a word and somehow it all turns out okay, you don't fall and you make it home... somehow. And you don't question your morals or look the other way, you drape your friend over your back despite how much it hurts and you ignore the fact that it's a possibility she might puke down the back of your neck. You don't join in with everyone and laugh at the pathetic girl who has been throwing up for hours, you hold her hair back and rub her back. You ask her if she wants some water and she starts swearing at you. You dance with your friend knowing that despite his long distance girlfriend he is jealous of any guy that talks to you. And when you turn to face him he tells you, "You know better."
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