This is ridiculous.

My best friends are here.
They're getting wasted.
Soon they won't even know what's going on.
They'll be oblivious to their surroundings.
And tomorrow, they won't remember a thing that happened tonight.
I'm not crying yet, but I probably will be soon.
I'm hiding in my room, because I don't want to see it.
One turns into a total douche when he's drunk.
If him and her fight, I'll end up bawling.
I regret throwing it away.
Throwing my best friend away.
It helped.
It really did.
I'm so depressed.
I wanted tonight to be a normal night;
Watch them play Skyrim, talk, joke around.
It seems like them drinking is becoming the normal night.
And I can't handle that.
My heart is heavy, and it hurts to breathe.
After I shower.
I'll probably curl up on my side and cry myself to sleep.
It's not like they care.
They'll be so drunk that they'll forget I'm here.
I can't handle this.
I really can't.
I just hope that they never find out how they make me feel.