It was 4 a.m… Couldn’t think of a title

The Alarm was ringing incessantly. I scrunched my eyes and opened the curtains to let some light in. There was none. I hate waking up at 4 a.m.... No matter what the reason is, I hate it. I hate promises... No matter what, no matter to whom, I flucking hate it.   A couple of …

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