Heartbreak | 2

I mean it did almost kill me once. Literally.

20 stitches in a hospital room. I was drunk, found out about the biggest betrayal. I was drunk and what happened was a big blur but I remember this calmness after it all happened and I remember the exact moment I felt God soothing me. Everyone else was panicking but I wasn’t listening to them. I was more in feelings than anything.

Why did I do that?

Idk because screw him. Maybe he will feel bad now.

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