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Monday 20th April 2014 4:12am

It’s 4am and I’ve drowned myself with as much alcohol there was in the fridge

I forgot about you for a bit

I forgot that you never left. That you were still here.

But then I came back to reality, and realised you were gone.

So now I’m covered in vodka and tears.

I fucking hate you for leaving me

I fucking hate you

But I love you at the same time.

I didn’t get to tell you that enough y’know?

That I loved you.

Well now it’s too late

But who cares.

I love you

So fucking much.

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