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Joanne McCleanStichwörter: life inspirational reading writing soul
What is life if you don't have a dream to chase?
Joanne McCleanStichwörter: life fate dreams chasing
I awake to hear a shower running and quickly stifle a groan.
Oh God, my head hurts!
How much did I have to drink last night?
I slowly prise open one eye and quickly close it again, the light hurts my delicate hung-over state too much.
I sigh heavily and try to recall what exactly happened last night.
Caleb dumped me on my birthday,
Before I’d ordered an entrée,
“What a dick!” some might say!
But don’t you worry my little sheep,
I am not sad and will not weep,
For Caleb Jones is a cheat!
He two-timed me with some ho,
Whose name is Kacey ‘Slut’ Munroe!
But I don’t care about my foe,
For I have found a brand new guy,
My Blue Eyed, Mr Berry Pie!
And I know, he won’t make me cry,
For I did fall under his spell,
To him, I am his gorgeous Belle,
So Caleb Jones can go to Hell!
One quick glance around the room and I realise that I have somehow stumbled into a wannabe serial killer convention. Every single person in the room looks as if they are concealing a weapon of some sort. My heart thuds rapidly in my chest as I sneak past an elderly man who grins lecherously at me, flashing his gold tooth.
Oh dear God, I’m going to die!
First, I get dumped – on my birthday no less – and now I’m going to get knifed in some seedy bar!
Stichwörter: humour funny-quotes
How are you feeling Sweet Peach?” he enquires as he walks across to the chest of drawers, selects a pair of socks and pulls them on.
Sweet Peach? What the hell?
He’s definitely gay …
I shrug. “Er … okay, I guess. I really don’t remember much though. How did I get here … and why am I wearing your t-shirt?” I ask hesitantly, afraid of the answer.
Hagen laughs nervously. “I brought you home when you couldn’t tell me where you lived. And don’t worry, you got changed all by yourself … in the kitchen … for like an hour.
Stichwörter: humour funny hangover
What the fuck is going on Lor? What the hell did you do last night? What did you say to Kacey? Who the hell is Blue Eyes and why is my car spray-painted with the word ‘asshole’?”
Spray-paint? Oh dear God, what have I done?
Stichwörter: humour funny hangover
Ah, shit. She’s been crying. This is not good.
I swear to God, a girl crying is fucking blackmail. It just makes you feel so damn guilty – no matter if you’ve done anything wrong or not – and have the bizarre urge to make her feel better.
Stichwörter: girls humour crying
First off, what the hell kind of name is that?
Wow, her parents were pretentious naming their daughter Temperance!
What the actual fuck?
I throw him a smile and pull on my suit jacket and then my hat. “Come on, what would you do?”
He pauses for a moment and then lets out a low chuckle.
“Just go. Maybe you two can sing in the rain Frank!” he jests, eyeballing my fedora.
I throw him a sly smirk. “You may be the better looking brother Kyle, but you know I’m the one with the killer style!
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