Melancholia of The Drunk

No one ever thought that her story would be this big. (Chuckles) It’s crazy. I know and I don’t mean to demean her in anyway, but it was that kind of a story that could bore you to death. It was that kind that the editor could easily fold then use it to scrap the… Read more

The guy who went to save her from being raped got murdered. He had heard of her screams behind the closed doors, so he called for back up to break open the door. When they did, the guys he came with, found out that it was their friend that was stuck inside the room with… Read more

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Sometimes, when I sit alone in the dark, I reminisce of you in a strange melancholia that leaves my whiskey glass untouched. Especially when you got sick and fever gripped your soul. You shuddered as heavy sweat trickled your veins, leaving your cloth seeming to have been soaked in water. I lay beside you with… Read more

If I could change back time, just to do it all over again, I would. If it was merely possible that I could go back in time to fall in love with you all over again just to watch us make mistakes and wound each other’s pride, definitely I would. Because there are few good… Read more