I don't really wanna do this shit when I could be getting a good pounding right now. But, I'll try this for Charlie's sake. The day in hell was like it always is: hot, dark, hot demons around, smells like dead bodies, and staying in this worn down hotel Charlie is trying to operate. So I have been clean for 2 weeks, two. goddamn, weeks...what the actual hell. I blew this guy for a good $20 so I could get my daily fix before Charlie finds out. He called me a slut...like really? little did he know, degradation turns me on. My gal-pal, Cherry Bomb, invited me to this turf war with this...weird snake lookin' dude with a lisp. I love hanging out with her because she reminds me that I'm still my crazy, fun self again. But, unfortunately, Charlie and Vaggie found out and that didn't look good at all. Vaggie bein' the goody gumdrop ass kisser she is, started to lecture me about what I (yes, sweet innocent me) did for their reputation. "Your little stunt, made us look like a fucking joke!", I don't like the way Vaggie screams at me but I play it off so I don't show my weakness to her. All I did was explain how jokes are funny and how I made them look sad and pathetic...but of course she's staring at me holding her sharp throwing knives. I nervously swallow and just enjoy the ride back to the hotel. "if I hear angel dust doing more dumb shit I am kicking him out of the hotel...or better yet cut off his FUCKING arms"...jesus they are acting like I can't hear them through these thin ass walls. Charlie usually defends me but this time she was quite...really..really quiet. I really must've fucked up big time...I'm really sorry Charlie. I have an appointment in 20 minutes and I have to make sure my body is as fuckable as possible, see you next time whore.
- angel xx
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Teen Fictionso charlie thinks it's a good idea to "write down your feelings" it's honestly stupid but imma do it to "release any built up tension" does she not know I blow strangers to release tension? ;)
