She stood there with a look in her eyes so desperate I saw clear to her heart, with the liquor pouring from her lips, I promised her I wouldn’t leave.
But I left.
I stumbled up the glass door on a drunk half sincere, hoping for the worst because at that point, it was all I had left. I looked that boy in the eyes and said, “tell her that she’s
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Second, if you don't freakin take a creative writing class, I might have to disown you. I mean... seriously... You're too good not to at least investigate!!!!
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no kb, I won'ttttt. I know where I belong & I accept where I don't :)
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DISOWNED.
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