(Un)Broken Laws

The story of my life. The story of last summer. The story, I can't tell anyone, but I need to tell someone. The story that haunts me. The real story.


2. II


At some point in my life, I'll think of alcohol as a glass of wine for dinner or a cold beer at the beach, looking at the sunset. I really want that. At some point.

But now, all I want is to chug as many breezers and GT's as fast as I can to gain that extra confidence that none of us really have.

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