She was like Honey, but to drink her in, it would burn like bourbon. Sweet like cyanide, she was the
perfect poison. She was ruined and I loved her. Because of that, I let her ruin me.
TIGGER WARNING: This story will be touching heavily on some sensitive subjects such as abuse (domestic and parental), alcoholism, self harm, and suicide.
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She was beautiful. She was smart. But she was the exact opposite of a typical southern girl. Others thought of her as a nuisance or disgrace. But to him she was the very definition of perfection.
He was in love with her and only her.