If I don’t bring in some money I think I might get my knees smashed in.
From Create Your Own Story
You slide to the other end of the bed. Your brogues are there along with all your other shoes strewn about the bedroom is varying arrangements. It seems like something you could’ve done. Arranging things is soothing, especially when your skin is crawling after a bad night.
Did you have a bad night? Staring at your palms affords no answers. Just thin old scars. You suck through your teeth, squeaking through a moist mouth.
