FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU, GOD DAMN IT FUCK YOU. EVERYTHING WAS MY FAULT, EVERYTHING. MAYBE IF I HAD BEEN A BETTER KISSER I WOULD NOT HAVE GONE HOME WITH A SWOLLEN LIP. MAYBE IF I HAD SMILED MORE, MY FACE WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN PAINTED WITH YOUR FISTS. IT . . . IT WAS MY FAULT. AND I'M ANGRY AT . . . YOU. YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, YOU WERE JUST TRYING TO MAKE ME A BETTER PERSON AND I'M SORRY FOR NOT TURNING OUT THE WAY YOU WANTED ME TO.
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Short Storyyou left me with a heart full of emptiness and a mind full of anger, that could only be numbed by seeing the bottom of a [bottle] ➳ a story about an addict who could not feel anything due to the alcohol numbing them inside ou...