Had the talk with the roommates/family.
Moving out the end of this month.
I definitely feel more at ease.
I also feel this is the best for me and keeping my relationship good and intact with my brother and sister in law.
Because if I stay, It would end up leaving on bad terms.
sometimes life really does feel like a video game.
if I don’t play it right, game over.
this summer might be another big change for me…
I’ll be moving in with my good friend Bailey.
By the time I move in, my other friend Daniel will be living there as well.
So Bailey, Daniel, and I. Should be interesting. I think we’ll be awesome roommates.
Speaking of changes.
My brother leaves for the Airforce the 20th.
Bummer.
: /
More gold.
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craziest night for sure.
So I suppose I should start with me getting off work. I’m walking to the elevator and I hear someone scream in the stair shaft. So I open it up and looked down and a girl had fallen. I Ran down there and she’s sitting there in the middle of the stairs cursing dramatically. I noticed she’s taking off her shoe to find her stiletto broke. hahahaah
I kind of just laugh and asked if she was alright and kept walking down the stairs.
Weird.
I get home. Hungry.
Noticed we need to do dishes, no dish soap.
I walk outside to my car and get in when I hear a guy yelling. I kind of ignore it because I don’t see anything and well…there are a lot of houses and apartments by me. I back out and start driving when I see a tattooed girl in sweats and a tank running out in the middle of my car waving around. I stop and I hear she’s crying.
She asks me if she if I can call 911.
She rambles a lot and I hear her talking about her husband beating her up.
I tell her to walk towards my house and I pull into my drive way. Bring her inside and let her call the police. I hear listening to her that he threw her down the stairs. I take her into the kitchen to get her something to drink.
I noticed she had scratches all over her chest, fresh and bleeding. She start breaking down telling me she wishes she didn’t wake up in the morning. She left her 9 year old there. She’s broken and thinks he’s going to steal her money.
I reassure her and tell her that no one deserves that.
I smell alcohol just….pouring out of her.
Then she makes a comment about how she’s too pretty to deserve such treatment.
I laughed and just nodded my head.
I let her stay there until the police showed up and let her go and take care of it.
Weird fucking night.
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Highway blazin’.
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Now you’re just somebody that I used to know.
I’m an anchor.
It’s official. I’m getting this.
Saving up……..NOW. :)
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filling it up in my imaginary cup.
