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#48 PICTURE @ muserevival

Two weeks after their break-up, Ian kept Mickey’s picture on the lockscreen of his phone. It was a long two weeks, where each day felt like the hours kept repeating and never quite making it to the next day. Maybe because insomnia had plagued him and the hours he laid staring numbly at the dark ceiling were monotonous.

It took half hour to pluck up the courage to remove Mickey’s picture and replace it with a stock photo of a pink poodle. A fucking pink poodle replaced Mickey Milkovich. One day it would be fucking hilarious.

Today wasn’t that day.

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Dear Mickey,

Been wishing this week that you put a bullet in Sammi's ass or pushed the bitch under a bus. She fucking cheated us out of our first date. At first, I told myself that didn't matter and what would it change anyway? But now it feels like it might have been the flast fighting chance to just get this fucking right.

Do you think about shit like this, or is it just me and my brain that won't fucking shut off? Sizzler, fucking McDonalds, Subway or fucking Taco Bell. I don't even care where it would have been now. I just wish I had that one fucking memory of something normal. Normal people seem to at least be able to get shit right part of the time. But not if you're a Gallagher. Apparently being conceived by Frank Gallagher's cock means you're destined to a life of bullshit and misery. Do you think religious people think the sins of the father should be paid for by the kids? No wonder I'm not fucking religious.

( I miss you, and I miss Yev... )