*In process of being rewritten*
"God, is getting wasted all you think about?" He asks honestly.
"It's my only means of escape. It makes me happy." I babble on erratically when the cold stone realization hit me. Oh Fuck.
*In process of being rewritten*
"God, is getting wasted all you think about?" He asks honestly.
"It's my only means of escape. It makes me happy." I babble on erratically when the cold stone realization hit me. Oh Fuck.
Over the years, I realized just how much I hated my life. Everything was practically written in stone for what I was going to do. And my parents didn't care at all for me. They just wanted me to be s...