A sharp inhale of breathe. And exhale.
It is funny how even when you know the whole truth, you still feel shocked when you hear it from the horse's mouth.
A sad realization. A stray tear.
It is even funnier that you had been shedding tears for this person for the past five years. All in vain. This thought had brought more tears.
A good friend. A glass of liquor and a stick too many cigarettes.
It feels wonderful when a friend responds to your distress call, even though it is 2.30 in the morning and it is a working day tomorrow.
You guys who had been picking up my calls in the ungodly hours of the morning, I just want to tell you guys that you guys are the best.
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