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Andrea Carmen Sep 2014
Liquor burns my throat but it's not nearly as bad as the sensation your name leaves on my lips. Alcohol stings as it goes down almost as bad as my skin does when you touch me.
Andrea Carmen Sep 2014
When you left all I could do was fall apart and you only fell apart for a second before you found someone new to hold you together for a while.
I hope she's not just holding you, but actually helping you stay together because I loved you at one point and I want nothing more than for you to be happy with your life. You always got a certain joy from watching me fall apart then helping build me back up because it made you feel like you had a purpose. I hope you got over that because that was my least favorite thing about you. I've finally accepted that we aren't going to end up together but it still isn't easy for me to look at other guys because I'm scared that they'll only hold me together and I'll fall apart all over again when they leave. I need someone who would help me keep myself together. I'm a mess.

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