“I wish I could tie you up in my shoes, make you feel unpretty too.
I was told I was beautiful, but what does that mean to you.
Look into the mirror who’s inside there....”
I lay on my bed listening to my forever favourite group, TLC. The only way I could drown out my parents shouting. They argued like a married couple, but they were never married. My dad could never commit. TLC will forever be my saving grace because it blocks out everything.
I heard the front door slam shut but the shouting still continued, meaning my brother just got home. This was kinda early for him, for a change. Another voice was added to the shouting, it was my brother’s. I have absolutely no idea on what was being said, everything was muffled. All of a sudden the shouting and screaming stopped and the door slammed. He had finally left. It’s not even like he lived here, bum.
I got up and got ready for bed. This is simply sleeping in my underwear. The most comfortable thing you could ever do. It would have been so long looking through these cases for my pyjamas. I fell right asleep on the mattress on the floor. New town, new problems.
