Consequences

February 7, 2023

I hope you never get enough

That nothing ever tastes as sweet

That nothing ever satiates you again

I hope you feel as empty as I did

I hope the next girl you try to bury your sorrows into smells just like me

I hope you laugh

I hope you cry

I hope you never forget.

I hope you live with your bullshit.

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