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Words over stupid **** about words over more stupid **** Showing of teeth like foaming mad curs. Bumping chests like gorillas being ****** Standing ground like alley cats. Threatening to leave one, daring one to leave. One staying behind, one going. A perfectly hung door angrily slammed. 5,000 miles of tire tread burned into the driveway. One not knowing where he will sleep tonight, one wondering if he is really gone this time. Get some gas, drive around re-acting the night. Roll down the window to cool down. Realize there is no where to go. Park and think, re-acting the night. Night air detoxifying the insanity of anger. Start the car, return to the scene of the scene. Stealthily pull into the abused driveway. Wait til she goes to bed. Quietly slink into the blue guest room. Try to sleep but toss and turn and re-act the night. Finally shut down the internal conversation at 4am. Morning, oh God facing her. Wait! She said just as much stupid **** as I did last night. I'll make waffles, and French press.
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Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 1:35 AM UTC
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Words over stupid **** about words over more stupid **** Showing of teeth like foaming mad curs. Bumping chests like gorillas being ****** Standing ground like alley cats. Threatening to leave one, daring one to leave. One staying behind, one going. A perfectly hung door angrily slammed. 5,000 miles of tire tread burned into the driveway. One not knowing where he will sleep tonight, one wondering if he is really gone this time. Get some gas, drive around re-acting the night. Roll down the window to cool down. Realize there is no where to go. Park and think, re-acting the night. Night air detoxifying the insanity of anger. Start the car, return to the scene of the scene. Stealthily pull into the abused driveway. Wait til she goes to bed. Quietly slink into the blue guest room. Try to sleep but toss and turn and re-act the night. Finally shut down the internal conversation at 4am. Morning, oh God facing her. Wait! She said just as much stupid **** as I did last night. I'll make waffles, and French press.
Harrogate, TN   February 2013
ld-goodwin
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ld-goodwin
American
Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 1:35 AM UTC
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