Drunk

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The power of alcohol is controlling. You're not thinking straight. You do what your body tells you to. It will do what it wants.

He was drunk.

He wasn't thinking.

He made a mistake.

And now his friend is left broken.


Harry is slowly crumbling to the ground. His world is falling apart. Like he's glass dropped on a floor, or something thrown in the dumpster. Or maybe he's like the lost pool weight at the bottom of the pool, where no one can see him. He's been on constant edge and all he wants is to find home, the place where he is himself again - where it is.


Written by: @writerblvd

Really good but I highly recommend you don't read this if you're a highly sensitive person.

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