so there was this guy. long str8 hair, tall, skinny, happy. and he had a familiar face. didnt know where i know him from. it took a while. i noticed him before coz he looks like sum1 i used to know. si, coincidenta, il chema Marius.
Sitting there with my beer, waiting for something to happen, making up perfect sentences to put in here.
victor was putting down words on a piece of papar. it was written Emanuel over and over again. He didn't understand the look on my face. I told him that Emanuel is the name of my very best friend. But he died. I dont know why would i say that. I just did. Victor didnt know what to say. He said "stuff happens". apparently, his mid name is Emanuel.
i cut my fingers, there was a little blood, i was so proud and let everyone know im bleeding. then sum guy came asking me if id wanna dance. i said no. he didnt give up. i accepted. he seemed ok. he asked whats my name. I said Ana. I really felt i need to be someone else i guess. We danced. He asked if he could kiss me. I said no. He didnt insist.
this is pretty much the alcoholic side of me.
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