Trigger Warning: Alcohol, mental abuse, etc
I will never be your rose dipped in glitter. I am the deadly nightshade in the beer you love so much. The thorn in your side. A reminder of all the pain you've inflicted on this world. No amount of thoughtless gifts will change that.
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