you said you'd never leave her, but here she is, sitting cross-legged on her floor at 4am with her shaking hands holding a nearly empty bottle of rum when she should be holding you. her mascara leaves trails down her cheeks as she cries for you. between her sobs and screams of your name, she wishes for someone, anyone to just let her die. it's not that she can't live without you; it's that she doesn't want to.

-sadness & alcohol

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