Some nights you just want to cry and be held. Other nights you’re reminded of how lucky you are to be alone.

Fucked up world, isn’t it?

But we’re alive aren’t we?

About bourbonbreathmom

No words can describe me;)
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  1. M. C. Shelby says:

    I feel that.

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