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Back to the grind.

So today was my final day off work,  I’ve had a brilliant week, first there was my trip to Leeds, then my journey over to see my fam, then back home to Liverpool. 383 more words

No Pressure

The Pinot Noir graced my tongue via a small ceramic mug and tinted my smile as I looked at him. Freckles texturized his skin, the curves of his muscles peaked out from beneath his tank, and with everything he said, he smiled. 557 more words

Love

But I've always been an angry drunk.

It’s frustrating.

Like the reoccurring dream where I try to remove a garment and it snaps back on. Don’t you get it?  I just want to remove my dungarees.Just let me remove my dungarees. 136 more words

Sympathetic Vomiter

The first night of summer, at the end of my sophomore year, two of my best friends came over for a sleepover. We had been planning this night for weeks and wanted to celebrate surviving our second year of high school. 440 more words

Friends

Unfortunate Games

Like most high school students, I had a pretty tight social group of 8-10 friends and we did most things together on the weekends; including going to the comparably mega metropolis of Bartlesville, Oklahoma to see movies and get pizza, etc. 296 more words

Alcohol