Corey
I'm not much of a people person, but my Eros deity somehow is. (Hi!) That's her. Often, she'll pop up here and there while I'm busy doing something, so she can annoy me. My Eros looks like a chibi version of me, except, she wears a pink kimono, a fake mustache and carries a staff a little bit taller than her, and she rides a fluffy white cloud wherever she goes. Believe me, she can get very annoying. (Look who's talking.) See what I mean? Not to mention, she's about six inches tall. (...fuck you.) Enough about her. I'm the new girl so that means all unwanted attention will be thrown on me. I don't really like people much so this is like a nightmare to me. One of the main reasons I experience frustration. This morning, I was awoken by the ruthless pounding of my alarm clock. I almost threw the damn thing through the window. (Actually...you did throw it...just not through the window.) Ignore her. Then there was the bathroom where the shower was either too hot or too cold. The control is broken so I left it on cold because I'd rather freeze for five minutes than boil to a crisp. Lastly, I realized my parents have left already. Mom left a note on the fridge.
Hey, sweet face.
Dad and I have a meeting to attend. Won't be home for at least a month.
Love, mom and dad.
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Titanium 💀
أدب المراهقينTeenagers are all about high school and prom and the status qui and break ups and boyfriends, right? Well not this teenager. Blood and guns are more my thing.
