Re: [postcard: gin & tonic]
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Does that mean you taste like decomposition? Rebirth?
Babies can be turned by their surroundings nice and early. I wasn't born into a healthy, happy home. I don't tell you this to make you feel sorry for me, Gin. I've long since outgrown pity (and therapists, for that matter). But if we can't tell each other our truths, what point is there in this correspondence?
Certainly there is none more worthwhile. And none more devastating, with the most potential to be hurt down to your bones. Has anyone ever broken your heart?