So sick of men.
Stop putting me on a shelf for when you decide you want me again.
“Ma’am,” Augustus said, nodding toward her, “your daughter’s car has just been deservedly egged by a blind man. Please close the door and go back inside or we’ll be forced to call the police.”
Haven’t slept well in days. Life isn’t right. I need to get away from this place. Friday, please come soon.