Cold night in hell

I woke up with a headache yesterday night was quite different like all night’s, I look to my left and there was my ex girlfriend tuckered out from the previous evening. 



Everyone told me she was toxic but I alway thought she was worth it, a few minutes she’ll wake up and ask for a line of coke. I look at the window as it hails outside with a bottle of Jack on my hand, looking down on the glum town that scream out in pain under it’s breath.

Although me and her young we thought our lives are totally done by now, why do we exist, i don’t know our soul properly left and we are force to live in hell. I guess it’s our punishment, it’s not all bad we still walk into the other world once in a while. 
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