I Got Drunk Last Night And Everything Feels Fake After.

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They were all playing a card. The lost ones needed to look for the drinks they required to shoot. The loser takes them all, water or alcohol? No one knew where it was. Again and again, they just become sobers because they are just under the lousy fragrance of mixed gins. He can't control himself just that happiness was provided with the clear water glass. He was confused. Why do some say they drink water, yet their taste has never been a hydro, always bitter, and some are stronger. Then comes where everything becomes fake.

The loud sound of the music is coming into his head, but the far he went its becoming silent and went closer to the soccer field.

He doesn't know if the rain pouring on him is still fake or why he wasn't cold then? The alcohol in his body might shelter the coldness and oddness from the rain. He was drugged; everything was so light. The heart feeling he felt was like feathers floating inside. There becoming a beat of the music in his mind as more he poised, he could just lay dance and perform everything in the kind of forgiving feelings.

He was laughing alone, but never did he feel that inside. He was happy, a simple explanation of what he felt right now.

But in the writer's point of view, that's all a fake card from his mind. He was cold as the raindrops and became heavier, but he never admitted he was. He was talking with everyone, but it's all fake, for the real thing is that no one was around with him, just the scattered chairs he's talking about and everyone. As the more time, the pills activate. The world becoming upside down. The ground is spinning, yet that makes him happier than ever. He was in the manifestation of love, with no hurt and heartbreaks.

Everything was fake, yet all was fine. The man was laughing, enjoying the moment where he needed support to walk along. The net of the soccer field has like a web of giant spiders. He tried to climb up, but he couldn't move his feet in action. One wrong made his legs trapped in the hole of the white soccer net. Yet he was still happy; he never blamed the net or his feet for wild things that happened.

He opened his eyes, and he smelled something on the ground. "It's fake" he was laughing hard as now he felt like even the grass of the soccer podium they had in their school was inaccurate. The dirt in his hand seems promising. What if he takes it still? What was the taste?. After not so long, he did, then he came back to the high laughing.

"Hello?" The other people in the line. He just smiled and laughed, explaining this to the other side of the phone. "Yeah, its me, guess what?. Everything here is fake. I just found out that the grass on the soccer field was not a real one; even the taste of the mud feels different." The other one, another phone, was so confused about what he meant by that. "But you know what?" the one in the other line becomes annoyed with what he is talking about. He doesn't know how he called him, for he was already blocked from the phone. "I really like you; I'm sorry for what I did. That's not fake" the voice of the man becomes more silent as if he might pass out. "My feeling within you wasn't fake; it's real." Then the phone shuts down.

It was the middle of the night; the other was still confused. What was that? Is he really meant that? But why now?. He can not and never figures out why. The rain suddenly stopped; looking at the window, the teardrops were really none. Feels like some strange one had talked; go and find him. He said it was on the soccer field. That was inside the school, a one-hour journey using only the bicycle. But never mind the bump unto that fast and pedal could.

The lights from a vast spotlight directing at the soccer field under the net of the goal point. The man passed out. The other one ran toward him and "woke up" with some physical touch on the face of the man. The man opened his eyes silently; he was still laughing. Now he was convinced that everything was fake. He saw the face of someone with worried features. "You were fake, aren't you?" he touched the beginning, still like everything but never convinced was.

He passed out.


Hi. I admit that I was drunk last night writing this one, and now suffering from head torture from the hangover, lol. I was just challenging myself last night if I could still write even the influence of gin inside my body, and I did. Just that I can not proofread the same moment, haha. Thanks for reading.

What do you think happened in the story? Sorry but there was no second part of the story unless I become drunk again. LOL.

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Drunk or not, you still write very well besh. Di ko talaga reach yung pagiging malalim mo sa gnito besh.

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2 years ago

Luh haha, nagsulat kasi ako hinihintay kung mawala epek ng lasingan ko haha

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2 years ago

Iba ka talaga master, hindi halatang lasing ah.... but wait true story mo ba yan...hehe

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2 years ago

Di naman hehe, basta connected lang kunti whahaha

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2 years ago

Never had it. But I have seen those awkward situations.

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2 years ago

Is the story fake? or its true? and it's you?

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2 years ago

I seldom get drunk. Maybe this year once lang ata haha. Soju lang ininom ko with my sister. It is mind blowing that I am reading an article when the writer is drunk hehe.

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2 years ago

It's just great and it felt like I am reading a draft from a person who's under the influence of liquor. I think this is what they call talent bro. 😅

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2 years ago

May drunk text. Drunk call at sayo ang drunk write and post an article hahaha. Laban!

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2 years ago

Even you were drunk but you wrote it in good manner. Still I am in wonder these all words are fake because you were drunk. Sorry I am kidding, you don't need to drink a lot it can damaged your brain and kidney Brother.

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2 years ago

Bro you really wrote something out of your sober. Salute! Shot na ulit. Para mag karoon ng part 2 ito. Ang sad naman ng nararamdaman mo bro habang binabasa ko to. Naiimagine kita dun sa picture na sinend mo haha.

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2 years ago

Hehe, Nadali mo boi. Basta ang gaan din pakiramdam noong nakainom. But I kept silent hehe. Mahirap na di pagkakatiwalahan mga taong mga yun lol.

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2 years ago

Hahaha. Nice, mas lumalabas pala ang writing skills mo kapag nakakainom ka ah. Haha. Kapag nagkapart 2 to, for sure nakalasap ka nanamn ng gin. Haha

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2 years ago

Haha oo siguro nga, bigla nalang naiisip ko ituloy lol. Alam niyong lasing nanaman ako kapag haha.

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2 years ago

Nayy, kakamiss malasing...Hahaha.. Wala sa hitsura mo na umiinom ka pala sir Eunoia ha. Parang naging maling akala ko nalang din..Hehe.. Anyways, I know naman na na.enjoy mo din. Maglaklak ka kamo nang soup or anything na mainit baka umobra at mawala yang hang.over mo. Ako naman kasi, malamig na inumin yung trip ko..😅

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2 years ago

Casual lang naman ako, di naman ganon kalakas din hahaha. Pero minsan deserve talaga natin malasing haha

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2 years ago

Kainis. Para Kong nagbabasa ng watty 🤣 Ako lang ba yung kinikilig kasi naaalala ko yung mga previous article mo HAHAHA.

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2 years ago

Hahaha oo di ko na natapos tapos mga yun hahaha

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2 years ago

Sana kung malasing ako kuya ganyan takbo nag utak ko kaso kung hindi buti keep ko nalang ahhaha

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2 years ago

Haha feeling ko nga need ko na ata malasing araw-araw.. Wag naman haha

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2 years ago

Wag naman ganyan kuya hahaha

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2 years ago

Tara shot puno HAHA Andami kong thoughts sa kuwento pero keep ko nalang haha😂

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2 years ago

Haha puno nga lagi Inom ko eh, ayaw ko ding magtagal talaga hehe. Sulat lang kaya yan

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2 years ago

I think the influence of alcohol makes the brain works, maybe I'll try this method in coming days hahaha, just kidding. I'm a little but confuse about the story, is the guy had mental disorder or in a problem like he knew that his girl best friend will get marry soon and he doesn't confess what he felt until the end and he's in emotional damage.

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2 years ago

Hehe something like that bruh. Basta... Haha

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