he called me at midnight
he was drunk
I picked him up
he said he'd make me feel better
I let him
I always do
I laid there naked in the sheets
as he had his back turned towards me
he's not drunk anymore
I like it better when he's drunk
that's when he loves me
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Proză scurtăwhere a girl tries to be everything for a boy who just tears her apart until she's left bare
