simplysky
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred--Okay, I'm bored of that. Ramen noodle time.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then jumped.
I think we all need a little help every once in a while. We can't take on this world entirely by ourselves. But if a guy offers to "help" me take off my clothes again, I swear I'm going to punch him.
He couldn't breathe.
It just had to be on my birthday. I brought cupcakes to school and everything the day it happened. It was the first and last time I ever did that. People were crying and nobody would touch my cupcakes. After 2001, I started to tell people that my birthday was on September 10, not the 11th, because I couldn't stand the looks I got when I told them it was 9/11. I hate my birthday.
The spa was her escape, where she could feel pretty and pampered, clean and important. But when she got home she had to face reality. She was ugly, unloved, and a nobody. That's what her hubby would tell her at least. And maybe he was right. It certainly seemed that way. But the spa was nice. The spa hid her bruises.
Half the time I'm here, I wish I wasn't. Half the time you're here, I wish you weren't. Half the time I'm away, I wish I was home with you. Half the time you're away, I wish you were home with me. And sometimes I wish I was single so I could finally that puppy I've always wanted.
The lady flipped through the album slowly, tears running down her smiling face. Suddenly she stopped, her face falling as she moved a trembling hand over the picture, and said, "That's her, Misty. That was your mother. Wasn't she beautiful?"
The little girl leaned over to get a better view, to see the mother she would never know.
Zones. Time zones. Friend zones. Zoning out.
Zone, zone, zone.
Reminds me of zombies.
After everything he had been through, after everything he had seen, after all his travels and all the people he met, and he still didn't have anything to call his own. He blamed the banks -- not that they had done anything to him personally. Not that they had done anything at all actually. He just wanted something to point the finger at. And it's so easy to point at banks.
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