your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation

My cousin and I did a whole bottle of Tequila and I didn't feel bad about it. This is something that happened and it's happening now and it's not gonna keep happening because I didn't really like my first true hangover. It felt horrible. I wanted to die the next day. All I kept doing was gagging and I felt gross. I guess it took me a full day to recover. I'm just gonna lay it out on here. because I want to remember me and all the stupid stuff. We dranked at the back of her house at around 1am while we sat outside in the cold with our two bottle shots and lemons/salt and it was ok because we talked about life and I had this beautiful view of a field behind her house and it was pitch black and the only thing lit was the moon. i remember a little after all that. but i don't remember most of what happened. I do remember when i was trying to get up my body was so limp and my head kept hitting the cement. I didn't really feel anything. but when I got up to sneak inside I broke a glass and made all this obvious noise and i was ruining everything. she told me she tried to pick me up to take me but i was so limp that i layed on the kitchen floor like an new drunk and started to crawl to her bed. i crawled and i got on and passed out. the next day was hell. it was the worst day of my life this year. just the thought of how I felt about everything makes me want to never drink again. i probably won't any more pahaha RAHHHH!!! i had to drive the next morning to get us something to eat and the low fuel light was on and i remember it being on the last time we drove that car. and we still managed to drive 3-4 miles while i was sick.