Oct 28, 2005 16:33
i can hear him upstairs making an awful mess of my immaculate bathroom.
Beck is coming over with her baby neice, so i vacuumed every last bit of anything i could find offa the floors and couches. good god, this house is not meant fer a child
::looks around at all of the electrical outlets, sharp corners, and nipping animals::
Modo just might like the taste of baby fingers.
I had a brief meeting with the district supervisor(?) about the way that maxwell treated me. i am getting paid two hours werth just fer driving to portsmouth fer a 20 minute conversation. he said that it was obvious i wouldnt be returning to werk in stratham nut that he was more than willing to give me hours in his store (in p-mouth). He even made it a point to say that it wasnt a mercy position, but that he really did need help in his store and that he'd love to have me there even if it's just one day a week fer the holiday season. atleast i know im not on my ass. and also, egg nogg mix is on sale.
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i've been okay today, you know.
it's been 8 years to the day since sean raped me.
8 years
7 different houses
6 journals
5 depressions
4 big moves and lost loves
3 lost babies
2 assaults
1 dead mother
and i still breathe, okay? i am still breathing.
what's more, i am not broken, nope, not even close.