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A Letter, An Ode, A Confession

Dear alcohol,

I know we’ve had some good times together. Actually, some great times together. Do you remember my 18th birthday?! Haha… yeah, me neither. Or how about my 21st? It was the night we were re-united after a whole month apart whilst I was under-age in the US. Good times right?

Anyway I’m just writing this letter to tell you that you really made me feel ill today. Now I know it’s not your fault, and I know that I ought to have control, but you’re just too desirable for me. I’m thinking we should probably take a break.

It’s not that I don’t love you any more, because I do. I’ll always be here for you in much the same way that you are for me.

I just haven’t seen my friends today because I was busy with you. You change me and I become this whole other person.

It’s not a bad thing though, don’t cry.

If you hear rumours about me and coffee… know that it means nothing. It’s not what it looks like. It’s me, not you.

For now my love, farewell,


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