Going Hardcore

growing up, i didn't always drink the most beer. i didn't "party" the hardest. i started smoking pot after all my friends did. i got into all the bands after they did. i made all the jokes and heard all the news after they made them, and they heard it. i couldn't hold my liquor when i drank it. i got high and it and made me weird. i dropped out of school. i went back. i partied - and studied. i fucked girls and did my homework. i faked chugging all that flat, canned beer. i ripped the weed incessantly, i won't lie. that part i won't lie about. i watched my friends deteriorate. i watched them dump it into their lungs and into their guts. i did all the things - well, most - that scoundrels and vagrants and deadbeats do to mortify their mothers. i was a pussy. i was an amateur. i could never quite keep up. but the thing is - i remember those fucking parties. i remember it all.