APRIL 4, 2011
The only way I stop thinking about you is drinking. But the booze doesn't fill the hole you left. I still miss you.
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Short Story«You say I'm not alone, but I am petrified.» [TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM AND DRUG/ALCOHOL ABUSE MENTIONED IN THIS STORY]
4:26 AM
APRIL 4, 2011
The only way I stop thinking about you is drinking. But the booze doesn't fill the hole you left. I still miss you.
