When you go out, you always end up getting too messed up due to a combination of accepting too many free drinks from losers and drinking by yourself in the corner while your friends meet nice, college-educated guys with jobs.
Hadness: happiness that we know is temporal and therefore registers more like sadness, the heart-pinching intuition that what you currently “have” will soon be something you “had.”
Losing my unlimited Metrocard is something I know from experience. A few months ago, my brand-new card flipped out of my jeans pocket and I spent the next half hour retracing my steps, to no avail. I’ve been through this process before, unfortunately.
When you feel this way, when you feel like you could have sex with everyone you pass on the street, it feels like you have a tumor growing in your stomach. It just builds and builds, growing at a rapid rate, and it starts to suffocate you until you finally can’t take it anymore and have to commit shame sex.
Unless you’ve been riding the vodka train 24/7 or you’re in a long-term relationship in which you have your sexual repertoire down to a T, you have either experienced or are bound to experience a few “WTF?” moments in bed with a girl.