Peach vodka mixed with the cherry gatorade Not dumb, but tonight I'll go stupid anyway Keep my head straight on my shoulders Even when faded, of course when sober I could act like I don't give a sh** About how I look and how I act That'd be a fib though, no time for lies So I want tonight to be the time of my life Being aloof isn't an accomplishment Unknotting my brain, less convoluted Liver polluted, the porcelain god saluted Stomach projectile, human hadooken That's my body saying "damnit, chill!" Remember when you weren't of age You wouldn't be caught with a drink in hand Baby blockers in my bag just in case I used to be embarra**ed to carry them I felt kind of demonized and stigmatized Back when my cla**mate wrote me that note Asking if I was d.t.f. i was shocked Like what the f, dumb look Like what the heck A rough time policing my thoughts But realized it's okay and it's cool For me being a s**ual being I wasn't sure what was going on in reality But I needed help finding this sense of self But I think I was scared of my own s**uality Pleasure for the sake of pleasure felt wrong When it was okay with communication all along All this is kind of an "ah ha!" moment Better late than never