Katya - mess

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I had tears streaming down my eyes as I left the convenience store putting a bottle of vodka and some cigarettes into my bag. Why the fuck did I let someone get to me like that?
The walk home was longer than usual as I took the park route home, I just needed to think about today and all that had happened, and how it had turned so sour so fast.
I got in and threw my heels on the floor and they made a loud sound against the laminate flooring. I'm glad I live alone.
I walk to the sofa, put the tv on and find the music channel and then get up to grab a shot glass from the kitchen and begin taking shots. Party?!
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I finally turn my phone on to receive 20 missed calls from Trixie, fun! When did she decide to care, honestly. I can feel my head spinning and my eyes are swollen and red from the crying alongside streaks of black mascara and smudged red lipstick.
Why the fuck do I even try anymore, why am I still feeling? I pick up the shot glass and throw it across the room and it smashes into pieces on the floor. To hell with the stupid shot glass, straight out the bottle.
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I can barely see as I hear the repetitive vibration of my phone, i throw my hand across weakly to grab and retrieve my phone and I see
Trixie would like to FaceTime...
Without even thinking, I press the green button and wait to see the face of the girl I let take me for a mug only a few hours ago.
T : Katya! You're ok, thank god! I've been trying to call you all night, it's literally 2am, where have you been?!
K : does it matter where I've been Mattel? Go back to your boyfriend, make yourself useful.

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