Trash Alex G Lyrics Novels & Stories

Her gaze dropped to the bike beside me, which I hadn’t even bothered to lock properly, and her brows furrowed again. "I… I came out to experience real life!" I blurted, grasping for an excuse to cover how pathetic I looked. "Experiencing life involves digging through trash?" Alisha pointed at the overturned garbage can by my feet. A few empty plastic bottles had rolled out onto the ground. An idea hit me. If I was already this deep in, I might as well commit. There was no way I was admitting I’d followed her because I felt insecure.

"If this is your choice, then I wish you well. From now on, we're strangers. Our paths will never cross again." Suddenly, I slipped from his arms and crashed to the ground. Elmer let go of me without thinking and grabbed the phone, bolting out the door without so much as a glance back. I used every last bit of strength to call his name, but his footsteps only grew faster, farther. Pain twisted through my abdomen, and the world spun violently. His silhouette in the hallway kept shrinking until it vanished. Everything went dark, and I lost consciousness completely. … I had a miscarriage.

The clean hallway outside our home had turned into a disgusting garbage dump covered in buzzing flies. There was a designated trash area in the neighborhood, and everyone here had lived together for over a decade. There was no way people didn’t know where garbage was supposed to go. Anthony immediately exploded in anger. “Who did this? Throwing trash in front of someone else’s door like this, do you people have no shame?” Someone nearby muttered under their breath, “It’s still nothing compared to being the other man.” Anthony immediately lost it, grabbing the speaker by the collar. “What did you just say? I’m telling you right now, Anthony is not an adulterer! The real adulterer is that fake

I belong to the trashes and that's why. I'm just a broken equipment which is too hard to recycle that's why all of them who tried to fix me quit on me. I just tried to fix them and everything too. Their loads left in pieces. Why can't they do the same to me? I need saving too. I moved moved my finger and tilted my head. My throat feels dry. I groaned but I heard no sounds. "And I'd give up forever to touch you, 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow..." My mouth parted when I heard a familiar voice singing my favorite song. "You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, And I don't wanna go home right now."