My siblings know how to party, I know how to party, we all know how to party.
I've never had the taste of alcohol.
I don't think I ever want to taste it again.
It's all fun for the first 5 hours, everything seemed to be going in quick motion, but then it went to fast forward and I couldn't get a grip on anything and had to pray to the porcelain god for forgiveness.
Now I feel like I'm still balancing out and I don't want to feel like this anymore.