Heartbreak Hotel • jb( EDITING)

December 30, 1998(EDITING)

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To my inspiration, I still love you

Angelina

The orange sun sinks down as the lights of the city become brighter and alive. The devils come out their shells and haunt the streets with their foolish actions living to the fullest in the big apple. The sound of honking vehicles and the steady wind from the speed they travel enlightening my ears. As I lay my head on the edge of my bathtub which was in the middle of a bathroom the size of a room I watch the city through the long shiny glass windows that pretend as walls.

I'm lonely. That's what the feeling that's tugging in my heart is, no? No. I suffered the feelings that ignite when I'm with people and those rushed feelings never last, at least not as good feelings in the end. Someone always gets hurt, and pain loves to kiss my ass. I set my wine glass down onto the marble floor and take the sponge to trace my skin with the blue water that's been messed with a lavender scent soap.

I finish with my bath and rid of the stupid thoughts that come to mind when I have too much free time on my hands to think my life over. Living life as daddy's little girl and having anything I wanted at the snap of a finger, or sometimes with a "please daddy"   is a great life to live. A father who owns hundreds of Hotels statewide makes the money come quickly but also leave quickly once it's placed in my hands. I won't say I'm not spoiled but at least I know for sure I'm not a fucking brat. Take my so what "friends" as an example. They fit the perfect definition of spoiled petty whores. Oh, but I love them dearly for sure,  note my sarcasm. I dry myself off as I head into my room. 

(4) Missed Calls from Daddy

(1) Voicemail from Daddy 

I contemplate on calling my dear father back as I was on a streak of not talking to him for a week so far. His busy days leave him no time to spare to call his only daughter. I love my father don't get me wrong but I'd rather hold a conversation with him that doesn't revolve around business. I press the voicemail as I listen closely to the hard raspy voice of my father. I could just smell the cigarette he must have been smoking as he left the voicemail.

"Hey, I became busy sorting out deals with this great property that's right in the middle of Manhattan!Not only will you be there to watch and take care of one of our family businesses there but I'd have a great excuse to come visit my little girl.  I want this to be your first experience of the building of a Russo Hotel. I want to hand you the keys and have you cut the ribbon ange. I want you to check the property out first thing in the morning. The property wasn't sold to us directly since there's a lot of interested buyers who are willing to give millions. Check it out for me yeah? I'll fax the papers for the property now thanks, Angelina baby."

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