I feel like I've been reading the same chapter of my book for years now. Same routine, Every. Damn. Day. There was no excitement... Until Idecided to do what i did. Something came over me and was like 'Hey you. Yeah go get drunk on a Friday night in a city you've only been in for a few hours.' Do you ever get those head voices? Well yeah, my life got a tad bit crazy after that night. Do I regret it? Not entirely. Do I wish things would've gone smoother? You bet your ass I do. How does my story end? Well you'll just have to wait and see...