I HAVE DRUNK [BOTTLE] AFTER [BOTTLE] AND SHOT AFTER SHOT AS IF I WOULD BE ABLE TO SHIELD MYSELF FROM THE RAGE YOU LEFT IN ME. I CAN NO LONGER LEAVE MY [BOTTLE] ALONE LIKE I USED TO. I NO LONGER HAVE YOU TO QUENCH THE RAGE THAT ENGULFS EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY BECAUSE I DIDN'T REALISE YOU WERE PERFECT UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE. YOU WERE MEANT TO BE MY MASTERPIECE. YOU WERE MY FINAL PIECE OF UNFINISHED ARTWORK BUT INSTEAD OF LETTING ME PAINT, YOU WOULD LOOK AT MY [BOTTLES]. YOU WOULD LOOK AT MY FUCKING [BOTTLES]. GOD HELP ME YOU WOULD LOOK AT THEM WITH MORE LOVE THAN YOU EVER HAD FOR ME.