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Morning Blues

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Dropping everything I look for stuff to wrap gifts. I should’ve paid to have ordered ones done online. Luckily there’s only a few gifts that need to be wrapped because I paid to have Tess’s and Ian’s done online.

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Taking a black marker I write their names with my left hand but don’t sign to get credit. I know it’s what they want cause it was on their wish list or mentioned in recent times past.

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Conversations with God

Rushing to get Bianca ready he speaks to me. I’m annoyed by what . . .

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The Morning After

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This is Part 5 of Mad as Fuck

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Back and arse sore I know I can’t run; it hurts just to walk up the steps.

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Previewing another at breakfast I commit to it. It’s gonna take a lot more to take a day off from that.

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Mad as Fuck

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Exhausted from cardio I push through abs for the sweet taste of my post workout drink. But more than dirty dishes it’s the smile through her smug as she intentionally makes me wait.

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Anger now rage I coach myself I know she heard me running up and down the steps. But she gets pleasure from this like I do when she leaves especially when she goes away.

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Mad as Fuck “Babysitting Jr”

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I hate when mom babysits Jr, it’s like he runs the place.

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Sitting down to eat I notice sounds from the other room. The t.v’s on and the book in his hand is making noise. So I turn the tv down and notice sound behind me.

“Are you kidding me?”

It’s like a fucking orchestra, can’t I eat in peace?

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Disciplining Jr.

Hearing something crash to the floor I return to the living room. But . . .

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Scared Shitless “The Morning After”

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This is Series 5 Part 6 of Just My Luck

“A Different Kind of Blues”

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The sound of breaking and entering startles me while I’m brushing my teeth but I aplomb myself.

“A they’re not in”
“You can still get it fixed”

I think I’m just gonna get a loan.

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Conversations with Self

Freeing myself from its trance I check the rooms. All three rooms . . .

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The Morning After

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This is Part 2 of Conversations with God

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Blood on my shorts and sheets I curse the day for what it did to me.

“Really?”

I grab a pad for my bed to use that night but didn’t even bleed on it.

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Four A.M. Blues

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I wake to the sound of a water-like drip but I’m exhausted so I go back to sleep. Mom got a new hose so it must be next door but if it’s not she can do this leak.

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Seven Hours Later

I go outside to hang a dish towel when I hear running water behind . . .

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