deja vu woah

Hi guys, I'm at a park. With a person named chris. He's the reason I'm at this park. He sort of talked me into it. We are swinging and demonstrating the art of compliments and conversation. This is nice, being slightly enebriated and having the park to ourselves. Laughing, smoking, smiling, pushing, and many other verbs. Its been years since I've been to a park. I'm so confused. I realized how bad of an idea it was to swing with alchohol in my body. Just now, actually. The difference in the word trust and trustworthy is only a few letters. There is no becoming. I don't feel as if what I'm doing right now is a healthy way to escape a feeling, but I'm doing it anyways. Why so much? Simply because I said so.