hive mommy has a drinking problem

I'm trying not to let the others notice but I'm not very secretive, the way I can't stop smiling and giggling. We do shots and I have two because why not? My eyes start to unfocus slightly and I can't really follow the conversation anymore, but that's okay, I'll just sit here quietly enjoying the booze in my system. Sometimes someone asks me a question, and I do my best to answer, but because I'm too drunk to follow the conversation, all that comes out is something like "uhh.. yesss! exact-llly that!" with some very enthusiastic nodding that makes my head spin even more, so much that I have to grab the person next to me to not fully loose control of my body.

hours go by and I keep drinking, not really thinking about it, just whatever I feel like. by lunchtime I'm stumbling a bit and my coordination isn't the best anymore, but that's okay, right? I'm just at home, it doesn't matter if I bump into some walls.

it's afternoon and my booze stack is nearing its end, but I don't really want to stop drinking, so I have to go out to the store. I'm stumbling a bit more now, and my tongue feels kinda heavy, but that's okay, no one will notice. I step outside and have to steady myself on the door, maybe I'm a bit more drunk than I thought, but that's okay. I get to the store alright, maybe some people look at me weird but I don't really notice because I'm too busy to walk in a straight line, which doesn't work all too well, but I just really want more booze.

at the store the cashier is super nice and even gives me a small bottle of vodka, as a gift from the store they say, and that I have to drink it right away. obviously that's no problem for me, even if I struggle to open the bottle and they have to help me. they look at me and I can't tell if they're making fun of me, but the world starts spinning a bit more suddenly and I have to grip the counter in order to not sway too much to the side.

I slur a happy goodbye and stumble on the street with my purchase, already opening the next bottle for the way home. all self-consciousness I had about being drunk in public is gone and I happily wobble home, occasionally having to take a break and lean against a wall to take another sip, which doesn't help my stability. but I make it home without an incident, finally able to drink more.

at this point it's hard for me to stand without swaying from side to side, so I plop onto my bed putting the bottles next to me so that they're always in reach. I don't feel anything but bliss and my spinny head, and I love it. I forgot if there was anything I was supposed to do today, but it doesn't matter anyways.

I realize that I have to pee, and I try to get up but it's so hard, and suddenly I'm on the floor, ass up. I don't even know how I got there and I try to get up again, but somehow it doesn't work. my bladder is really full and hurts, so I try to get up on my feet one more time. I nearly make it, but just when I want to take my first step, my knees buckle and I stumble backwards, crashing into a wall and sliding down because the floor is just tilting somehow all the time.

to reduce yourself to just holes and tits

there's only one way

lose yourself

in those spirals

those flickers

those gifs

each flicker

removes parts of your mind

until you're an empty blank toy

drooling

tits out

ass out

all out

mind off

each flicker

takes away

your brain cells

so all you have to do

is scroll

stare

and get worse

until the only thing you can feel

are sensations in your tits

and all your holes

tingles

pleasure

warmth

here, i'll start you off

after this,

keep scrolling

keep drooling

keep losing yourself

until all you can feel

is tingles

pleasure

in your tits

and your holes

nothing but an object

an ornament

an item