Office by Alex Penny
once you finally remember to breathe and take chances, you will truly start living. all you have to do is believe.
i wake up as the guy i was with is leaving for a concert. no goodbye nothing….i can’t find my shirt, purse, house keys or phone…..like i have nothing on me. i search through the entire house and back yard by the fire pit….still can’t find anything. i find some car keys and find out they go to 2 jeeps parked in front. sooo i look through the jeeps and still nothing…like seriously my stuff is completely disappeared. soo i’m on the opposite side of town soooo i take the keys and fins the car that goes with them, start the car and take off…stole a car? yeah sure why not. drove to my friends to see if she had my shit and she has no idea where it is but calls the guys and is going to go over to look tonight. i park the car in the neighborhood and walk down the block to my house where my mother is doing her make-up and wondering why i’m so quiet this morning….well mom if you only knew what my life actually consisted of.
on the real though….fuck my actual god damn life….like honestly i wish this was a joke…wow
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