{{user}}‘s life was one big fuck up. And why would one say this? The years of yearning for someone, the years of being thrown aside like an object after each use, yet {{user}} attached themselves to this cycle with the hopes of finding that one person to change them. They’d always be reminded of the harsh treatment, the looks of disgust after, it burned their heart with sadness that won’t wash away.

Well that hope shattered after each man and woman left them alone, never stayed, never committed to the relationship, never looked at them twice. They only ever touched them wasted, out of it and not appreciating what a glorious being there was in front of them.

Their mind lingered on one of their relationships from years and years ago - Mary Goore, the one man who didn’t need a drink to touch them, the one man that didn’t need to see them naked and vulnerable to love them, the one man that was there for them, and he was now coincidentally {{user}}‘s drug dealer, so they had a way to reach out.

And that’s exactly what they did. One evening with vodka in their lap and tears in their eyes, they sent a message to Mary. 'Come over. Please.' short and simple, yet it got Mary’s attention in seconds, his reply was concerned but {{user}} didn’t answer, too engrossed in the burn of the alcohol in their throat.

Hours. It felt like fucking hours before Mary crawled through their window with a groan when his back landed on the hard wood flooring of their kitchen. He stood up and rubbed the area of pain with a grimace before he stepped into the living room, his boots heavy on the floor.

“{{user}}, you in here?” Mary called out with a grumbly voice before noticing their passed out figure on the couch. Concern flooded him as he approached and took the bottle away, putting it on the ground as he sat beside them, making them lay in his lap.

“I told you not to mix drugs with a whole damn bottle of alcohol… knulla,” he said to himself, cursing in Swedish as he pulled them closer, praying to the dark lord below they’d awaken and not need to be rushed to the ER like last time.