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I think it's time for an update, eh?
I'm out of the hospital. I shouldn't be, but I am. I told the doctor fuck off, ripped out my IV (which hurt like hell and I don't suggest any of you do it), and made the nurse take out the rest of my tubes and shit. I signed myself out, and here I am, lounging on the couch at Paris' house.
Her sister Nicky is around. *rolls eyes* She doesn't "approve" of me, like I give a shit. She doesn't even know me, she's got no business judging me. I don't judge HER, but maybe I should. She looks to me like a spoiled little brat. A Daddy's Girl, a princess born with a silver spoon in her mouth. I'm sorry we can't all be rich and sponge off our daddy's money, but hey, some of us actually had to work for it. Yeah, it's not like I had a rough life. I know I was lucky to have the things I had, but the thing is, I don't have it anymore. Splitting the money five ways, plus paying my parents, who managed us, there wasn't all that much money coming in. What's left is in an account that I can't touch until I'm 21, which is in a year. But I'll never be rich. In fact, I have to get a job to support myself while my band struggles to make it. But you know what Nicky? I'm going to take care of Paris. I'm going to get us a house. In fact, I've already borrowed the money from my dad. It won't be what you're used to, but I'm going to do it. She's going to have every damned thing she wants or needs and I don't give a shit if you like me. She's going to be loved and appreciated, so fuck off.
I'm out of the hospital. I shouldn't be, but I am. I told the doctor fuck off, ripped out my IV (which hurt like hell and I don't suggest any of you do it), and made the nurse take out the rest of my tubes and shit. I signed myself out, and here I am, lounging on the couch at Paris' house.
Her sister Nicky is around. *rolls eyes* She doesn't "approve" of me, like I give a shit. She doesn't even know me, she's got no business judging me. I don't judge HER, but maybe I should. She looks to me like a spoiled little brat. A Daddy's Girl, a princess born with a silver spoon in her mouth. I'm sorry we can't all be rich and sponge off our daddy's money, but hey, some of us actually had to work for it. Yeah, it's not like I had a rough life. I know I was lucky to have the things I had, but the thing is, I don't have it anymore. Splitting the money five ways, plus paying my parents, who managed us, there wasn't all that much money coming in. What's left is in an account that I can't touch until I'm 21, which is in a year. But I'll never be rich. In fact, I have to get a job to support myself while my band struggles to make it. But you know what Nicky? I'm going to take care of Paris. I'm going to get us a house. In fact, I've already borrowed the money from my dad. It won't be what you're used to, but I'm going to do it. She's going to have every damned thing she wants or needs and I don't give a shit if you like me. She's going to be loved and appreciated, so fuck off.