god bless the child that can hold her own. i'm not new here. central to south flawduh. legal. weightlifter. writer. hater of ignorance. lover of hip hop. don't try to school me, i'm already educated. i'm what society don't want you to be. don't be so fucking typical. "Do the math: You'd never settle for less than the whole if you knew the half.." hiiipower. thug life. Stay (+)
So yesterday was my bestfriend’s birthday. And I realized some shit…
I don’t get drunk bruh.
First time I drank I had a Seagram. Second time, like a half of bottle of wine (Arbor mist). Had a shot of Jack Daniels at Prom. Another time I had some shit mixed with ciroc.
But bruh, yesterday I had three shots, a glass of margarita, and played beer pong.
And I was COMPLETELY normal. I wasn’t even tipsy.
I can handle my liquor. But these bitches still can’t handle me. Word to ye.