“it’s all relative. in fact, twenty something years from now, we’ll all be going over our cobrasnake coffee table books sitting around the fire in our cardigans saying “and see that girl getting vodka poured into her mouth by that long haired asian dj fellow? that’s your mother.”

I hate that you're a coward.
I hate that you couldn't tell me you love me except for when your drunk.
I hate that you weren't there for me.
I hate that you gave up on me.
I hate that you will never love me as much as I still love you.
I think what is bothering me the most, besides losing my best friend...
is that I am alone without you.

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