5.6 You were my source of sanity
and without you I was a clouded mess.
Peyton did her best to distract me,
taking me out majority of work free nights
but it was the nights I spent buzzed of alcohol
sprawled across a stranger's mattress that I enjoyed the best.
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Hollow
Short StoryThe story of who she was before she stumbled into the bar one night and placed herself upon a reserved stool. © 2016, Christine Marie.
