They’re dysfunctional and maybe – just maybe – they won’t have it any
other way.
He doesn’t remember the last time that he’s ever been with her without
drinking the night, or the day, away. They’re drinking buddies; at least that’s
what they tell everybody when they ask.
They drink like there’s no tomorrow. They drink until everything is
erased – all the sorrows and problems and even the joys. They drink until
nothing else is left for them to consume.
One day when he’s sober, he realizes how miserable they are.
Two lonely souls who always aim to forget, but never live
image credits to lady-schnaps @ deviantart
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