What Did She Text

I don't get to go outside and enjoy life ever again until you figure shit out. Those are the new rules. While I am a whore I don't deserve sunshine.

I have to punish myself for your actions and all you do is ignore me.

Say something.

I want to disappear and die.

Guess you were having so much fun at the party you couldn't be bothered to acknowledge my text last night.

Your actions make me hate you.

Hi. Target makes me grumpy! How are you?

I feel like the butt of the world's joke. Crummy bike, crummy track crummy dinner. What is the point of it all?

I can't handle this.

I can't go to work tomorrow because I can't change my fucking tire.

I just want to cry. This evening sucks.

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