I hope you're happy.
You took the breath out of my lungs, the solidarity out of my touch, the taste out of my mouth. You took the life out of me and replaced it with long nights, cold hands and an aching throat.
You did everything in your power to make me feel alive again, only to rip it from my grasp and make me feel more dead than before.
So, yeah. After everything we've been through, I hope you're fucking happy.
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random thoughts & scrawls
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