Saturday, February 8, 2014

Q: A slap to Teresa is a slap to women.

I want it that way. You do not tell me what to do when you’re in my territory. Especially so, since I learn nothing new from it. Geez, who am I kidding. I took this bug up my ass, and the adult thing to do is dealing with it. Funny, I honestly felt a power struggle within the space. But she doesn’t understand. This should not be a power struggle. You’re in Vonnieland. Simply put, we allow fun but go overboard, and we’re sounding the security. It’s written here on these walls, strictly no renovation.

Keep telling myself. Two more months.

O wait. You just came up to me to say that you brought a friend and she’s coming this Sunday. Great, just great. Let me put this into context for you. I respect people and where they come from; so don’t take it for granted. Don’t abuse my respect for you. Look at you, talking loudly on your phone for hours into the night. Your mom even reminded you that your behavior may bother me, but clearly you’re not the sort to listen.

Chewing my lips. Need to chap that.

Dolly faced,
Vonnie S. 

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