the next week and the next...

it's a Ashley week. or, miss week maybe. who knows anymore. my life has been blowing together days for a long, long time now...

And I swear to the universe I will never forget the way that girl behaved. The most uncouth, lie flat (even if she Thought she had class)... Especially that night. When I saw what I saw. I knew right then.... It was over. It was dead. I had a pretty strong feeling up to that point, and since I am introspective, it was forced to some extent, by me... But I knew it was over. that night really sealed it in my mind.

She was spending all that time in the office. Where the drugs were. Where everyone wiener as much time as they could. And when u walked in, there she was spread eagle showing her past straight to the dog dealer. She looked at me and didn't even flinch

That was the night I knew for a fact she wasn't what she pretended to be with me.