Life is unfair. Have I ever told you that?
It’s hard to keep up the happiness when an overload of negativity destructs your day. It’s like the components of a bomb gathering together ready to detonate on your life.
Whatever I’ve tried to do in the past when it comes to Drew, I’ve fucked up. And after I spent the night in hospital having my broken nose fixed, I’ve decided that I’m done.
I can’t take the pain and embarrassment anymore. My shopping bills are filled with receipts for plasters, bandages and paracetamol. I’m physically ruined, and mentally depressed. I’ve finally given up. Enough is enough.
There’s not much I can tell you about Drew anymore except he left his job. And I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s to get away from my stalker-like tendencies. I don’t blame him. He was quick to leave when I broke my nose. I guess he decided he didn’t want our second date after all.
You see, I’m a mess. A snot-filled, chocolate-stained, crumpled-hair, bed-ridden mess.
Like I said, reality sucks. And life is definitely unfair.
After a year of slumming it on buses, I promise myself it’s time for a change. I need a change, something to be excited about again.
What do I do?
I buy myself a car. A brand new, shiny-looking car that still has that wonderful smell. And it makes me feel amazing.
For a day.
Because life is unfair. Are you getting it yet?
I’m being pulled over for speeding. The offence? 42mph in a 30 zone. Yeah, I know. It sounds bad, but wait. There’s more. I’m 100 yards away from the 40 zone. I’m being preyed upon here. It’s a load of shit.
Oh, and the Officer?
It’s fucking, Drew!
So remember kids. Life is unfair. And reality sucks. And your sort-of ex-boyfriend will become a cop to make a law-breaker out of you.
Find out next week what else can go wrong in Liberty’s life in Living Funny; Dying Clumsy. And if you need to catch up, here’s the links: