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Jun 2015
I find it ironic that the first time I had ever been sick from alcohol was with a bottle the same name as yours.
That should have been my warning sign when we first met.
Don't date boys with the same name as cheap liquor because eventually you will become that cheap drunk, passed out in a pool of your own sins, praying for him to come along and salvage you out of this misery that he put you in,
in the first place.
True story.
Rebecca Shain
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Rebecca Shain  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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