The Choice

(k so this is a story my friend emailed me!! CAUTION: SOME MAY FIND IT OFFENSIVE)

I had been with my girlfriend for a year, but when I left my job at the bank, we broke up. I was okay with that, we had never connected, または maybe just never had the time to as my job was 12 hours a day.

After leaving my old life - my job, girlfriend and ホーム in Los Angeles, I moved to a smaller town in California.

I struggled to carry all my luggage into the building my apartment was in, after getting out of the cab. When I stepped into the elevator, I saw her. I saw her like the men in the 映画 see the women...

I can’t get no reach of you
You want me with you
Then あなた push me away
And I can’t get no clear view
From these bloodshot windows
In your eyes

I’m torn left and right
You can’t seem to make up your mind
When will あなた drop your disguise
And 表示する me your inner side

I can hear what あなた say
But it doesn’t make any sense
When あなた say あなた 愛 me
Then 飲み込む the words back in
I’m tired of this game
Will あなた just pick a side
If あなた don’t wanna lose me
Make up your mind

You treat me like a queen
Then あなた look at me
Like I’m dirt on your shoes
And あなた say the sweetest things
Then あなた talk to me
Like I’m...

"Beep,beep,beep," was all heard when I woke up. I can't stand alarm clocks, but since my mother and siblings refuse to wake me up in the morning because they're "allergic to sunlight" I have to use one. As I rolled over to turn my alarm off I heard a crinkling sound coming from underneath me, like the sound of paper being balled up. After my alarm was off and I was sitting up, I looked down, sure enough there was a note addressed to me that I had rolled onto. It was in my mother's handwriting, which only meant one thing, we were moving again.
I can't believe it, I thought we had finally found...