I’m shaking in my non-cowboy-but-warm-socks and i dont exactly know why
maybe its because i need to get this out
maybe because i dont know how to deal with it, RIGHT NOW.
and maybe because i havent forgiven her all along
because she’s lying in her bed, incontinent and drunk beyond consciousness
and maybe this is (obviously) more than an alcoholic issue
maybe its our lives and it hurts
and maybe its because its her birthday and she’s lying there and i’m sitting here
waiting for a takeaway dinner
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