#being 23

When all my friends are back home from different cities

Because the pandemic has a weird way of bringingring everyone together - at a distance

They go out to drink

They become wooooo girls

Tequila and beer

And one is sober who tries driving

I didn't even know she had a license

She is driving to her boyfriend's house

And others in the car are his friends too

I am not

I am his friend

But not in that car

I am at home on this Tuesday night

Sipping on my peppermint tea as the clock strikes midnight

And one of my drunk friend calls me

To tell me she loves me

And make some seizure jokes

We are 23

They are doing it right

And I am tempted to say that I am at home because I am recovering

But it's really just because

I am not the kind of person who goes out drinking with my friends

Why?

I'd like to

But the ones who drink and have fun this way

Live where I don't

And the ones who live here are like me

Tea and coffee and bookish people

Of course we can be both

I'd like to be

But this is one thing I can't do alone

No matter the self love

Being a woo girl with your friends - high school or college

The recklessness, the feeling that everything in the universe has disappeared, because I’m here and you’re here and that’s all that matters in this moment.

The rush that you get with every little touch, the playfulness, the flirting, that builds up those lustful feelings of wanting you so bad.

I miss feeling young, I’m honestly not old enough to be feeling this old. 

What happened to us? we are young, so why don’t we act like it.