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- > 2008-05-11
I broke my ankle falling out of a tree wearing three inch pumps.
I broke the pump, too.
Funny thing is I care more about the shoe.
Fire
Fucking idiot.
It's going to take a month before I can walk on it again, that means a month of no work.
I can't even pay my rent as it is.
I'm going to become homeless. I'm really dreading telling my family. I can't take their looks and I especially can't take their words.
If I ask my mother for even fifty bucks, she will never let me live it down.
If I ask to move back for a couple of weeks, she will close the door on my face. I'm afraid I'm going to have to go back to stealing food. I wish...
I still had Bruce.
He would have known what to do. He would have taken extra shifts for me and let me pay him back with massages
and pasta sauce. 'Course I had to screw that up too.
At least the dolt upstairs still lets me bum his wireless internet. Enough may be fleeting,
But I still have the luxury of the internet.
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