That’s it. It tastes good, it makes your mouth dry so you keep slugging down like lolly water and then bang its got ya and you start regretting a lot of things. Then in the morning it gives you a kick in the head for good measure.
Don’t beat yourself up. It happens. My tolerance for wine is like 2 - 3 glasses. I’ve lived long enough to know that wine and I don’t really get along but it took many experiences to work that out.
Wine kills me, but I love it so damn much. Why must the most delicious beverages fuck us up so completely? 😭😭😭
That’s it. It tastes good, it makes your mouth dry so you keep slugging down like lolly water and then bang its got ya and you start regretting a lot of things. Then in the morning it gives you a kick in the head for good measure.
It was wine, so much wine, and these are all the things I have felt. I think I said no to the final fill up attempt but by then it was too late.
Don’t beat yourself up. It happens. My tolerance for wine is like 2 - 3 glasses. I’ve lived long enough to know that wine and I don’t really get along but it took many experiences to work that out.