I'm unclear of how my thirst for alcohol began, but it's positive that I'm going nowhere with it - just a gut feeling. I'm not seen guzzling can after can of beer anymore, but I'm still craving for more after the gas rushes out from the opening "pop". It could get worse when a bottle catches my eye. Minus people around, I had left one empty and wasted.

In addition to my friends' encouragement and reminder to hold the liquor, I kept a mental note to drink no more than three glasses (regardless of the size). It worked merely than a while, but I'm able to stop after two on occasions.
Though the effects of addiction is more psychological, and it could cause depression, it might become physical when my nerves go on a loose rampage.

In spite of the detrimental consequences that comes with binge drinking, I'm well aware, I couldn't take my eyes off of an inviting bottle as if I wanted to fill myself up with its contents.

I wanted to get rid of this lust, but an empty bottle is just an empty bottle.