Some people take offense like it’s a limited time offer.
When we are in a wrong environment, we feel so paranoid, yet unwilling to move out. There’s no need for pussyfooting, we got to release our poisonous fluid and scream aloud, storming out of the show like a radical.
I guess that’s how well you know me. You think I like hearing this news.
It’s a beautiful smile. One that brightens the rat-infested attic room. No one has ever smiled like that at me. No one. Everything inside me twists with the need to keep her close.
I should be pissed. Who knows if I’ll ever see the money from Eric. Who knows if Noah and I will lose the lease, sending me back into the system. Right now, I don’t f*cking care. I’m touching an angel.