Blood and Ashes
“This same guy brought you home when you had passed out, and he was still covered in your vomit. You know what's getting me pissed, baby girl?…it's the fact that you puked on a $700 tuxedo…”
“I said I'm sorry, gosh!” She was slowly getting on my nerves with her continuous banter. The neighbors are probably eavesdropping on us; I went to a party and puked on a rich kid. She doesn't know what it feels like living your life like you were set on a time bomb, set to explode when your expected time had elapsed.
“I'm leaving, I'm sick of the way you and dad treat me like I'm a fucking time bomb.”
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