GAEL
I drown another shot of tequila and wait for the bartender to pour me another shot. I’m in a bar and I have lost count of how many shots I have drowned so far.
I feel drowsy. I know I have had too much to drink but I’m not ready to stop yet.
Reason?
Myra.
She is a f*****g b***h. She left me for that asshole. Is it because of his money? Does she really love him?
I know her well. Like the palm of my hand. She is not the type that is after money so that narrows it to something I don’t understand.
I drown another shot and run my fingers through my hair. I’m sure it’s in a mess but I don’t care. I’m not here to woe someone. I’m here because the b***h I loved so much dumped me and is now with someone else. Something I’m not ready to allow. If I can’t have her, no one else will.
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