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Oh…god.”
One room apartment- God, my life is good.
Coffee.
Asprin.
Hard liquor.
I could call them my best friends.
The toilet’s behind a curtain. There’s a sink, but no shower. I have to go downstairs if I want to bathe- most of the time I go naked.

The water might take an hour to warm up. I don’t know; I always bring a book. That and a pack of cigarettes, and sometimes a condom, just in case I find a nihilistic stranger who cares as much as I do, you know, waiting for his laundry to get done.
©2008-2009 ~Doro
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Author's Comments

Yeah, the title doesn't work, but...

you know...I've never written something I could see in a book.

Inspired by Marla Singer from Fightclub(with light undertones of a particularly glamorous character of mine.)

Yeah, I know it's short. That might just be where my medium lies.

Maybe I talk too much.

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Ya'know, as I was reading this, before I read your description, I was thinking, "Man, Marla from Fight Club might say something like this."

I like how the thoughts of it just kind of weave together, kind of like each thought is being tied together with an intangible bridge that flows invisibly from one idea to the next.

Good stuff.

"...like a sex crime victim, tinsel still clinging to it, bound with electrical tape."

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"Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody" – Mark Twain
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simple, stark
It even looks pretty, all scarce at the top and fuller at the bottom.

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ignoring it won\'t make it go away

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