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WinsomeDefiance -> RE: I Admit It I........ (6/27/2016 10:25:35 PM)
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I admit I'm heartsick. I admit that I keep promising myself that I won't take on any more stray-hard luck people. I admit my son's friend claimed to be homeless. It started out with his spending night after night until he was a fixture around the house. I admit he asked if he could pay rent and move into the basement I admit I told him he couldn't sublet, but he could temporarily stay in the basement until he found a place. No sooner is he in the basement, and he is asking if his girlfriend can move in. I admit I said no, but again she is hanging out all the time, has a hard luck story and before I've noticed it she is a fixture around the house. Well, not much later my laptop is stolen. There is drug paraphernalia all over the basement. The police start showing up at my home. I admit it, I did get my laptop back. I admit it, they weren't prepared for full extent of my wrath. I admit they are gone, the drug paraphernalia is in teeny tiny pieces (there is a special kind of catharsis taking a hammer to a big glass bong). I admit it, NO MORE strays. I admit it, I'm a complete and total dumbass and I'm beyond angry with myself for being stupid enough to buy the bullshit.
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