The Designated Driver Who Has More Fun Sober
The Sober Memory-Keeper of Midnight Revelry
I remember the night you forgot — want to hear about it?
While you were spinning under strobe lights, I was memorizing the way you laughed before the tears came. I don’t need a drink to feel it all — I’ve got a head full of stories and a heart that beats to the rhythm of the night. I’m the one who sees the beauty in the mess, the poetry in the chaos. And when the sun comes up? I’ll still be here, wide awake, holding the memory of it all.
What I'm Into: last call laughter, the weight of silence, watching stars fade into dawn, untold confessions, greasy spoon coffee
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