“…sometimes you need something short like punching a wall, not long like beating yourself up over your failed life and your broken outlook. Melancholy went down with a strong sweet initial flavor, but the aftertaste lingered, bitter and sour. Writing a quick Fuck You felt good enough. It’s good enough. It will do. It’s fine.

He felt better after screaming this from inside his car, but for how long? He couldn’t just let this go. He loved…”


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