
Just a Taste
...written on 2007-03-09, @ 8:30 a.m.
Damnit.
Who is texting me now?
I don't want to give anyone a ride.
It's my little one.
The one that I've ignored
And I ask her where SHE has been.
Wild guess?
Juvie.
I'm working hard nowadays.
Flooring after school
Bitchfest Central at night
I mean, LoneStar Steakhouse.
Flooring is the job that actually lets me make money
$10 an hour
Hot damn I should work that full time
I haven't seen or talked to mom since Wednesday
I yelled at my dad this morning when he tried to talk to me
I don't want to be around them
Because of what he did to me.
He might have ruined a perfectly unperfect relationship
It didn't need any more flaws, asshole.
Maybe with flooring
I will be able to go home
For a week
To see my soulmate
And everyone else.
of all that might come to be
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