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A woman is not written in braille, you don’t have to touch her to know her.
ALCOHOL. The very drink we take lightly, yet intake so heavily. We drink to celebrate. We drink to heal. Sometimes for no reason, we drink. Yet we often forget the ramifications it has on us and our loved ones. We become dependent. Overpowered. We rely solely on a glass of potent concoction to give us an illusion of what happiness is to us. To diverge our current state or to make us forget what we’re feeling. Without it, we no longer know what it’s like to feel. We don’t know what it’s like to be happy without a glass in our hands. We’re lost and numb. Not just with ourselves but to those who love and care for you. I wish it for no one, I wish you could come back.
allen stone - is this love
Note to self. When you really matter to someone, they’ll always make time for you. No lies, no excuses.