I started writing this Friday and only got a few sentences written when I had to stop because I couldn't see through the tears. This is as far as I got...
If I was in any condition last night I would have had so much to write. Unfortunately, I wasn't. Dipshit had disappeared again for the night. "I slept in the car last night." This is what I heard. Yeah right, you piece of shit. So yesterday was spent screaming and then it got even worse. My Chromebook went flying because I took the keys to MY car when I told him to get the fuck out when his ride came. Unfortunately, his friends bolted leaving him behind when the bitch came out of me. I picked up my laptop, gave him a fuck you and descended to my room, keys in my bra. I knew that he was fired up so along the way I made sure I locked him out of the main house. Big mistake. He started screaming, pulling the door in an unsuccessful attempt to get it open. I knew if I didn't go back and open it my Florida room would be no more. So reluctantly I walked back out, unlocked the door and scurried in my room.
If I was in any condition last night I would have had so much to write. Unfortunately, I wasn't. Dipshit had disappeared again for the night. "I slept in the car last night." This is what I heard. Yeah right, you piece of shit. So yesterday was spent screaming and then it got even worse. My Chromebook went flying because I took the keys to MY car when I told him to get the fuck out when his ride came. Unfortunately, his friends bolted leaving him behind when the bitch came out of me. I picked up my laptop, gave him a fuck you and descended to my room, keys in my bra. I knew that he was fired up so along the way I made sure I locked him out of the main house. Big mistake. He started screaming, pulling the door in an unsuccessful attempt to get it open. I knew if I didn't go back and open it my Florida room would be no more. So reluctantly I walked back out, unlocked the door and scurried in my room.