Why is it so fucking good?

We partied again tonight. This time, we brought my connection guy to the hotel and we double teamed her. I have to admit it was a lot of fun. The tail end of it was usual though. Everyone was exhausted and it was a lot of effort to keep things going. I feel like a cruel joke is being played on me. Even though I feel bad for doing it, I want more at this very moment. Why is something that feels so good so bad? I hate this. I really do.