yesterday definitely hit the top 10 in worst days of my life.
i spent 14 hours working the jones county fair in monticello. 14 hours is the longest i've been there in over a year. i now remember why.
the small town drama, the nosy people, the dirty looks i got all made me wonder if being paid to be there was even worth it.
i came back to dubuque only to find my room with two inches of water in it.
my douche bag brother had informed me it was flooding, but you know, i thought 12 hours would give him some time to actually try and clean it out. it is his house you know. i am paying rent.
i had no where to sleep last night. he decided that he had priority over me on the couch to watch the hangover full blast at 11 p.m.
i was just tired. i just wanted a little sleep.
we argued.
he called me a fat, ugly, lazy bitch.
it's like he's in high school all over again.
i slept in my car last night.
alone.
i don't know what i'm going to do tonight.
he wants to have a party.
i wish my 'friends' had time for me.
i want actions, not just words.
i want you to show me you care, not just say it.
i want you to show me that i am more than just some fat, ugly, lazy bitch my brother says i am.
i just want to be treated like a real person.
i just want a home.
i just want to be loved.
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