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Being drunk switches off the best parts of your brain and leaves the fool to run your life, to run your mouth. If you really love me, I need to hear the sober part of you speak truth.

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Being drunk is such a cop out. By all means enjoy a glass of something nice and have a laugh, but all this inebriation is cowardly. You checked out when we needed you to check in.

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Being drunk robbed us of our dreams. We could have followed our passions, became so much more. All we did was rot our brains, addicted to this poison.

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Being drunk is the fools anaesthetic. It puts the primitive self in command when it is the worst captain of all.

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Alcohol swiches off your prefrontal cortex, a few drinks, whatever, we can still talk, but being legless drunk leaves me handling a Neanderthal.