I'm sorry, this is going to be terribly cheesy and I am going to laugh at myself in the morning

I am a bit tipsy. Only a bit tipsy though, because the plan for the night was to drink one shot (of whiskey, because whiskey makes me warm and happy and it was cool this evening), and drink one beer, and then go home happy, and that's exactly what I did. On the way home I thought these terribly cheesy thoughts about how I love so many people so much, and it's really not just the alcohol speaking, even though I'll claim it is tomorrow, because I laugh at sincerity, I make fun of people who say things like this, because I am a cynic. But really, I was feeling kind of shitty about my life and about myself, and without saying much it's like everyone knew and made me feel better, but they probably didn't even know at all which makes it even better. I just worry, you know, being single, that if someone doesn't tell me that I'm beautiful, then I will cease to be beautiful, and if someone doesn't tell me they love me, then I will ceased to be loved, and really that's the problem with the world. We don't tell each other enough that we love each other and that we are beautiful or you are beautiful, and I know you are beautiful, because I think all of my friends are beautiful. And I know I care too much what people think, but people mean everything to me, people mean too much too me, and oh god I'm going to regret this in the morning.