her knocking on the door, so she breaks a window to get inâand found us. She wasn't that pissed, but we left anyway. I came home late that night, and woke up around four a.m. under the coffee table in the living room. I was still fucked-up.
My mom comes downstairs and says, âWhat are you doing?â
I said, âLeave me alone, I'm camping.â
See, I'm weird when I'm drunk, but at least I have a sense of humor about it.
Anyway, guess I scared the shit out of Ryan. So much for pretending to be tranquil; should have been myself from the start. I wanted Ryan to like meâno matter how much it hurt. So now I end up with the one I could love, shaking his head like, âWhat the fuck?â and some guy I just thought was cuteâis almost in love with me.
I call it karma. It all balances out.
Maybe Ryan just needs time to digest what's been going on. Besides, once I get in somebody's system, it's pretty hard to get me out completely.
Ryan has a Virgo mom, and you're a Virgo, so maybe you'd be able to help me with him.
Okay, well I love you tons, and miss you tons!
Love forever,
Mary Rose
Dear Nobody,
Well, today mom pulled some crazy shit. We were getting along so well. We were hanging out together, being a family; almost like when I was little. So I get back from the rope swing and thereâs a note on the table saying that she went to meet Joe and that sheâd be back at 7:30 p.m. Well after 7:30 (a LOT after), mom comes home with my McDonaldâs dinner, and surpriseâJoeâher abusive ex-boyfriend (or fiancéâor whatever) was with her! I was SO ENRAGED! So when they were out on the porch smoking cigarettes, blowing smoke into MY house, I locked them out. Deadbolt, wood stick, locked windows. And I barricaded the front door with furniture. They were out there for two hours before Joe started yelling something and got a garden tool and tried to pry through the kitchen window. Thatâs when I threw her wallet and keys out the window and they left.
Mom called from a payphone. She told me if I didnât like living there with him, I would, âHAVE TO FIND SOMEPLACE ELSE TO LIVE!â Yep. My own âmotherâ chose an abusive, asshole boyfriend over me and my eight-year-old sister. Fucking bitch! She only loves me when itâs convenient. IâM the one who is always there for her. IâM the one who is her DAUGHTERâand that word means nothing to her.
She said she was driving him two hours back to his parentsâ house; thatâs four hours of driving for that asshole.
Well, its 3:20 a.m. and she still isnât home yet. I hate itâhow dare she choose him over my baby sister and me? HOW? She cannot possibly love me. At all. She causes me so much pain. I could deal with my life if it werenât for her. Iâm just a human after all. Iâve got my plate full. And I already feel like vomiting.
All I ever need is love. Just love. Love makes me happy.
I mean, now that Joeâs gone, I feel okay, I guess. So long as he stays gone. But I am still very hurt. Very hurt, but okay for now. Well itâs almost 3:30 a.m. (ten more minutes) and she still isnât home. So nice she can take off work for such things, but when weâve got plans or something, she has to workâundoubtedly.
Oh well, from now on Iâll just focus my energy on fun, nice things. But for nowâIâm going to bed to try and sleep.
Dear Nobody,
I just did some dope that some guy from Reading gave me.
I feel like the star of my own movie.
I feel like the queen of my own Queendom.
I feel like the prize of everyoneâs game.
I feel like the model of my own designs. I feel like the diamond in a musty cave.
Oh, how indescribable; I could be the author of a million theses and still not be able to describe thisâ¦
Dear Nobody,
Its 6:00 a.m. Here I amâstill buzzing from last night.
Iâm buzzing so hard that I can barely feel my
My mom comes downstairs and says, âWhat are you doing?â
I said, âLeave me alone, I'm camping.â
See, I'm weird when I'm drunk, but at least I have a sense of humor about it.
Anyway, guess I scared the shit out of Ryan. So much for pretending to be tranquil; should have been myself from the start. I wanted Ryan to like meâno matter how much it hurt. So now I end up with the one I could love, shaking his head like, âWhat the fuck?â and some guy I just thought was cuteâis almost in love with me.
I call it karma. It all balances out.
Maybe Ryan just needs time to digest what's been going on. Besides, once I get in somebody's system, it's pretty hard to get me out completely.
Ryan has a Virgo mom, and you're a Virgo, so maybe you'd be able to help me with him.
Okay, well I love you tons, and miss you tons!
Love forever,
Mary Rose
Dear Nobody,
Well, today mom pulled some crazy shit. We were getting along so well. We were hanging out together, being a family; almost like when I was little. So I get back from the rope swing and thereâs a note on the table saying that she went to meet Joe and that sheâd be back at 7:30 p.m. Well after 7:30 (a LOT after), mom comes home with my McDonaldâs dinner, and surpriseâJoeâher abusive ex-boyfriend (or fiancéâor whatever) was with her! I was SO ENRAGED! So when they were out on the porch smoking cigarettes, blowing smoke into MY house, I locked them out. Deadbolt, wood stick, locked windows. And I barricaded the front door with furniture. They were out there for two hours before Joe started yelling something and got a garden tool and tried to pry through the kitchen window. Thatâs when I threw her wallet and keys out the window and they left.
Mom called from a payphone. She told me if I didnât like living there with him, I would, âHAVE TO FIND SOMEPLACE ELSE TO LIVE!â Yep. My own âmotherâ chose an abusive, asshole boyfriend over me and my eight-year-old sister. Fucking bitch! She only loves me when itâs convenient. IâM the one who is always there for her. IâM the one who is her DAUGHTERâand that word means nothing to her.
She said she was driving him two hours back to his parentsâ house; thatâs four hours of driving for that asshole.
Well, its 3:20 a.m. and she still isnât home yet. I hate itâhow dare she choose him over my baby sister and me? HOW? She cannot possibly love me. At all. She causes me so much pain. I could deal with my life if it werenât for her. Iâm just a human after all. Iâve got my plate full. And I already feel like vomiting.
All I ever need is love. Just love. Love makes me happy.
I mean, now that Joeâs gone, I feel okay, I guess. So long as he stays gone. But I am still very hurt. Very hurt, but okay for now. Well itâs almost 3:30 a.m. (ten more minutes) and she still isnât home. So nice she can take off work for such things, but when weâve got plans or something, she has to workâundoubtedly.
Oh well, from now on Iâll just focus my energy on fun, nice things. But for nowâIâm going to bed to try and sleep.
Dear Nobody,
I just did some dope that some guy from Reading gave me.
I feel like the star of my own movie.
I feel like the queen of my own Queendom.
I feel like the prize of everyoneâs game.
I feel like the model of my own designs. I feel like the diamond in a musty cave.
Oh, how indescribable; I could be the author of a million theses and still not be able to describe thisâ¦
Dear Nobody,
Its 6:00 a.m. Here I amâstill buzzing from last night.
Iâm buzzing so hard that I can barely feel my
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