I’m Your Love Lock, You’re My Key.
I’m going to fuck with him tonight, his balls are blue enough, he’s frustrated, but he needs to be nicer to his kids. It’s time to make this right!
Mr. Dan Campbell, runner-up for the asshole of the year award. I watch his kids most weekdays unless I have mid-terms. He’s a self described disciplinarian, and he’s not good with kids. So I hang out when I can, even when he’s not paying me.
Mrs. Campbell stepped out with a Mrs. Richards a few years ago. That’s when he turned into an asshole and never came back. I waited, I figured it would just be a matter of time. But no, and he’s mean. I think anyway.
It’s not like I took this job on purpose. My mother roped me into this gig about six months before the nuclear event took place. Thanks mom. I was a little stoner girl and loved partying back then.
Having just finished high school, I was taking a year off. But about Christmas time my mom had a meltdown about my ‘lack of motivation,’ which I took to mean ‘looser,’ and she wasn’t wrong. I had no direction, and no desire to have one except for the next high or buzz.
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