Third Week of the Month
Judging by the calendar, it’s time for Amy’s monthly call to bring her down to dirt level. One more year. Can I wait one more year?
What’s stopping me from totally cutting myself off from those people that gave me birth and a low self esteem. I feel like my life could be a Lifetime movie.
I have nothing else to say to not make myself feel like a blubbering idiot.
Why was I born here? Into this family that doesn’t care about my wants.
I should have ran away.
