I'm a very casual drinker. Part because I'm underage, part because I'm still mystified by its legality in relevancy to other substances that, to me, seem less damaging, yet remain frowned upon... So I just fail to see the point most of the time when I don't really understand the way this country chooses to handle its regulation of drugs and alcohol.

So, basically, I'll just drink if its New Years Eve, or if I'm feeling really super shitty, and need an unhealthy way to divert my own depression. Like I said, I'm underage, and I don't go out of my way to drink, so it's basically whatever's around. Which more or less just happens to be liquor that no one touches in my house. I usually just make myself a Jack and Coke.

But like I said. I don't really drink much.

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