bitter resentment and the pungent taste of nostalgia sat on her tongue, no matter how many times she downed the drinks, he was the only thought that she could think.
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Randomi wrote this when i thought love was the look in his eyes rather than mine.
taste
bitter resentment and the pungent taste of nostalgia sat on her tongue, no matter how many times she downed the drinks, he was the only thought that she could think.
