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whiskey
He sat at the bar, head bowed, shoulders slumped, the world balancing on them precariously as he contemplated his life, from the bottom of a glass of whiskey. He gazed into the brown liquid, swirling it around the glass in silence. He did not know where his life was going anymore, he did not know how he had got to this point. He just knew he was here, and this whiskey was his only companion, his only comfort, his only consolation.
Posted By Suzanne Henderson On 04.18.2011 @ 11:46 am
