some fall in love. i shatter.

A Sense Of Order (#31)

In Stories Volume 2 on November 26, 2012 at 10:16 am

Alcohol bred corrosive decisions, each further grabbing hold. I just kept letting Marianne neutralize our progress. Quips ran steadily; terrible, undercutting. “Verily. Wine?” “Xanax, your zinfandel.”

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