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I hate Erin. I hate him for being him. A selfish dick. After all I did for him, that's how he's thanking me ? By lying, and threatening my job at Tesco Express ?
Well, now it's over. I won't help him anymore.
The next time I see him, I hit him twice with my car.
He can die, I won't cry anymore.
This afternoon, I stayed later at work, because I was feeling guilty for letting people steal in the shop, then leave peacefully. So I worked overtime, until the store closes.
I was back home at 19pm. My apartment is empty, quiet. Kelly must be out tonight. And I realize how much I needed a calm place, where I'll be alone for once.
It feels so good to be alone. I don't have to cook for anybody else but me, talk to anybody, act like I care about what Jared is saying to me.
Yes, silence is my only partner tonight. The boyfriend I always dreamt about.
I cook myself tomato sauce and pastas, then eat it all with no sound. Just calm.
But, after a hill, silence is bothering me. That's the problem with silence : my brain thinks, talks to much, to the point that I hate myself, the person I am. My brain thinks about everything I did today, all the things I did wrong, all the times I could do better. And everytime I let my brain thinking too much, I am full of regrets.
That's why I open the window. Now, calm is chased by the town's sounds. Car horns, worksites' hubbub, people screaming.
I slept on the couch that night.
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Tears Of London
RomanceHe is problems. She is too. They are like tears, falling in the nonchalant streets of London. Where will this fall take them ?
