I was looking at the one on top and my mind was so twisted at the moment that I couldn't even concentrate on any of the words on the page. It felt like I was just reading the same paragraph over and over again.
When the cook bought dinner in Taylor was happy to get something to eat but I couldn't stomach it right now. I glanced up at Taylor and she had made herself comfortable on the floor and I was so twisted up inside just looking at her. The guilt was just eating away at me so I got up to get another drink instead.
I was hoping that the alcohol would help me function a little better, but it wasn't really doing much. And thanks to our werewolf mtabolism, we don't get drunk. At least not easily. We have to drink at least two bottles of pure alcohol before we start to feel the affect o
