"A thousand splendid suns" , sitting on a chair with a cup of coffee in her room with vintage decor .
Wait what -
No this is not my life , well as if i have any life , a room that i share with a drug addict for my roommate, a job of a waitress so not much of money for buying books and lastly coffee , well that's something iam proud of I don't drink coffee , its for kids , not for a 23 year old grown ass women.
i drink vodka , that explains why iam on a footpath infront of a club right now . I've emptied my wallet which already had the thickness of a page , its 12th today and i have a whole month to go .
I think iam forgetting something , ummmm , MY NAME . Well sorry its the vodka , iam Claire , Claire Jenner , well not really , i gave myself that name , living in an orphanage since the day you were born you have the weirdest name , I won't tell you mine but it was stupid, My parents , i don't know dead or alive but I don't give a damn , how can i care about someone i never saw .
Now back to the scenario I always created for life , its just one thing that stops me , Money , i fucking hate it but love it more than myself at the same time . I'll do anything for money . I always wanted to have tons of books and a library but all these years I don't even know which genre i like . The book I mentioned above its a book i saw on my roommate's study table not much of a study table I'll say but it is one as she says . She told me it's about two girls with messed up lives under the taliban not just the taliban but there own families too .
I don't like such books , just crying and emotional drama , well its a scenario anyway it might not be true , one thing about me that i admire is iam
Not So Emotional.