The triffle with love
The after thoughts a worry of the loss of love. In the morning my pain was only amplified by the headache that I had inflicted on my self through last nights drinking binge.
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In the morning my pain was only amplified by the headache that I had inflicted on my self through last nights drinking binge. So much for drowning your sorrows it turns out the little f*****s are damn good swimmers.
If anything my heart only ached ten times more, her sweet smell still lingering around the house, made it hard to concentrate. I had to get out of that place, so I grabbed some money and ran out of the house, right now I would rather be any were but there, in that tomb...that pit of hell. I walked around the beach outside my flat for an hour contemplating life and love but soon my hunger for love was interrupted my hunger for breakfast.
In the morning my pain was only amplified by the headache that I had inflicted on my self through last nights drinking binge. So much for drowning your sorrows it turns out the little f*****s are damn good swimmers.
If anything my heart only ached ten times more, her sweet smell still lingering around the house, made it hard to concentrate. I had to get out of that place, so I grabbed some money and ran out of the house, right now I would rather be any were but there, in that tomb...that pit of hell. I walked around the beach outside my flat for an hour contemplating life and love but soon my hunger for love was interrupted my hunger for breakfast.
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