a monologue….

what were you thinkin’…takin’ off like that…some kid runnin’ away…and from what…it gets cold out there…you hardly have any clothes…no coat…just an old pair of jeans and some tee-shirts…what good’ll that do ya when snows come and ice is on the ground…you can’t survive that way…you’re already marked dead ‘fore ya even start…goin’ off half-cocked…over what…a disagreement…didn’t get your way…times get tough…ya gotta learn to adjust…stop being so sensitive ’bout everything…you’re gonna get your heart broken a few times…everybody does…think this is the only time it’s gonna happen…Christ…you can be married 50 years and still get your heart beat up on a daily basis…life’s funny that way…one day you’re really somethin’ and the next you’re pulled down a notch or two…there’s set-backs kid…can’t always get your way…and now you wanna take off in the middle of the night ’cause some broad broke your heart…I’m tellin’ ya…ain’t nothin’ perfect in this life…nothin’…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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