“It takes only one drink to get me drunk.
The trouble is, I can’t remember if it’s the thirteenth or the fourteenth.”
it’s always little things that to the surface brings the comfort and the pain, the fear inside the smile.
We lose along the way the things we leave behind, along the precipice of things we should not climb.
And I’m the first in line.
...The mountain that you climb, just to take a fall—
Lawyers write some goofy terms in letters to the future, so as not to get all screwed by methods hereinafter devised;
So will I.
... I’ll keep on reminding me: I’m always free to walk.
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