Deb, you are the fastest on the draw drabbler EVAH. And they never fail to move me. The pain in this one is palpable.
'Destiny'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Well, lord knows, this one is fresh from the Hall of Fame presses.
Don't put off until tomorrow what you can do today.
Stupid parking ticket.
Stupid Parking Enforcement guy.
If he would have looked 4 inches to the left, he would have seen the temp registration. Good lord, I just bought the car 2 weeks ago. Not my fault the DMV sucks a giant ass.
Ok, calmer now. Looking for phone number; going to contest this. Piece of shit parking guy.
There’s the number. Press one for English. Press 3 for “Contest a ticket”. Press “O” for an operator.
"We’re sorry – our offices are closed. Please call back tomorrow. Goodbye."
Fuckers
(giggling at Aimee's)
I'm looking for some editing/proofing help. I can't pay a whole lot, but we can talk about what seems fair to both of us. I'd bake you cookies as well, so at least you have something nummy to eat while proofing.
Profile addie is good.
As the twig is bent, so will it grow
Mother glares at me. "I taught you better than this."
Definitions of "better" differ. I stay silent.
She looks at the birth control pills she found in my dresser drawer. "I want you to stop this."
"You'd rather I was pregnant?"
"I didn't teach you to act like this!"
"Taking responsibility for my own actions? Yes, Mother, you did."
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
She would lose it, for no reason at all. The last time was over a pair of pants. Screaming, swearing, cursing, accusing, hitting. She could be the very definition of irrational. “Fucking psycho! You are insane.” I screamed back at her.
And then, I lost it. Searing pain in my head. Hormones running. Medication doing the opposite of what it was supposed to do. I was the very definition of irrational. Screaming, swearing, cursing, accusing. “Insane. You. Are. Insane.” Screaming back at me.
I raised my hand.
And became my mother.
They want us to be like them then are horrified when we are.
I see a trend forming here....
Allyson, check your profile email. Insent.
Have to admit, when that happened, I was just as horrified.