lover of books, writing, traveling, food, animals, and my teenage daughter- not necessarily in that order.
She sat in the living room looking straight at the tv while the narcissistic peace of crap walked up and down the hall telling her how stupid she was. It didn't phase her anymore. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" He yelled. "This is why no one you love stays around... they don't want to put up with your bullshit." She slowly moved her eyes to him, and thought about what she was going to pack when he was finally done and left to make her feel like he was gone for good. As he spoke she mouthed every word he said... because it was like a forever spinning record player that was caught on a scratch.