butterfly fluttering through my tummy was almost unbearable, but being the brave girl I was, there was no stop
aking really hard as if I was the funniest thing he'd ever seen. His frie
s hideous as you and please try to brush your teeth, your breath fucking stinks," he s
**
onscious choose to torture me with it so early in the morning was beyond me. Like I didn't cringe and shudder enough whenever I thoug
st waiting for inspiration to hit me and make me remember, but I was such a freaking wuss. I couldn't reme
ed around my ankles. I went down with an ump. My face smacked against the g
like a normal person" I got o
er way, all struggling to make a debut. I normally cut It short,
saying that for a month now. I know, I know, I'm a chronic procrastinator, but come on, cleaning is so hard. You had to pick up the dirt, wash all the pi
me out of it. I peered at the sachet that looked like it had been mauled by a wild bear. Just kidding. It was freaking empty. I looked around the tin
day before. "Or didn't I?". ugh, frustrating day ever. I turned on the faucet, but nothing c
ich still refused to be straightened despite all my love and attention. well, I'm just going to have to deal with it. Bitch hair. I
at to do with all my problems. I don't know what to do with them either
se, I'll pay back". I made prayer han
ght have an idea of what's going through her head, 'wh
"You don't have to pay me back. I
r fiercely, trying hard to bring out ugly tears. I don't succeed, bu
t rolled her eyes at my antics, not letting go of the bag either. "I got you creams, perfume, soap, lotion, everything you nee
p at her. "
unclog your faucet, so you c
saw it shining just now. "Oh mom, what will I do
ng!" she answered
't be so mean. But you're right. I'm going t
, her gaze slipping to the mess of hair on my h
ot asking myself that same question" I
apa's fault,
mess in my room before turning back to face her with my mopping face on. "Mom, can you help me clean my room. My clothe
uffering inta
t even do the normal house chores, yet you c
added fucking, but I don't think mom will be
pile. Goodness
ying past her down the stair, knowing at the back of
at girl of mine. Just w
l do with myself too, so I g
I mean I am just that average girl, with a lot to give, that is if I was given the chance. I just needed to get