You're a Hot Mess (Peterick)

~Introduction to Part I~

~Revelation~

My addiction is him. He's my bottle of whiskey. My 'One more glass can't hurt.' My empty promises of quitting tomorrow. He's the slurred words that fall out of my mouth after I've had my limit. He's the taste that lingers in my mouth and reminds me of the bad things I've done under his influence. They don't seem bad at the time.

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Have you ever tried to get what you want, whatever it takes, without realising who you're trying to protect is who you're screwing over with every little thing you do? Have you ever seen two people hopelessly in love, but can't help but flood with jealousy? Every now and then breaking someone's heart feels like you're having your own broken. Don't make that mistake.