What terrifies me is that, I got lost in the feeling. The feeling of peace, the feeling of freedom. My thoughts no longer banged against my head, every homesick feeling in the peak of my stomach left for a split second, but for some reason the imagine of you still left me in tears. People say this isn't the way to get through things, this isn't the way to do it. But let me tell you one thing, I know. And those eight shots felt like knives to my throat, but they brought me up higher than anything ever could in what seemed like a long time. Habits are never good, never for me anyways. But hell, this one seemed good enough.
intrusive thoughts...
By kenanichole
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