— At night when everyone is asleep. I go out onto the roof and sit on a bench with a glass of wine in my hands. I hum a song to myself under my breath, and remember all the best moments from my life. I'm dead. I died. Alcohol is killing me, but I don't stop
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— it's was never mean to be.
— oh, flatty Patty.~
— I'M ALIVE, TOMMY. I'M ALIVE.