My partner, my teacher, my love, my soul, just left me. It is 1:21AM and things could have ended up worse; worse then this empty room and broken coat hanger. Worse then this Arthur music and my woozyness. Worse then goodbyes, i suppose. All I know is that my afternoons will never taste as sweet, and that music will never feel as smokey. All I know
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