“You’re my national anthem,” he slurred, drunk on something more than gin.
She stayed anyway.
She drank Diet Mountain Dew like it was holy water. She danced on tabletops when the manager wasn’t looking. She was nineteen and feral and not yet ready to be saved.
“I’m not running,” she said.
One night, he held her face in his hands and said, “You look like you’ve already died once.”
And somewhere in the middle, Angie Trouble finally stopped running.
She smiled. “Twice,” she corrected. “But who’s counting?”
“You’re my national anthem,” he slurred, drunk on something more than gin.
She stayed anyway.
She drank Diet Mountain Dew like it was holy water. She danced on tabletops when the manager wasn’t looking. She was nineteen and feral and not yet ready to be saved. born to die album song
“I’m not running,” she said.
One night, he held her face in his hands and said, “You look like you’ve already died once.” “You’re my national anthem,” he slurred, drunk on
And somewhere in the middle, Angie Trouble finally stopped running. “You’re my national anthem
She smiled. “Twice,” she corrected. “But who’s counting?”
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