My American Boy
Every time I try to fly I fall.
Positive.
The only positive thing in my life and it’s the one that could ruin it.
I’m sitting on the bathroom floor with a pregnancy test in my hands, two more sitting to the left of me. I don’t know why I thought to do it, I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t, but I am.
What is my mum going to think of me?
She’ll tell me to get an abortion. This is not going to happen, that’s one thing I’m totally against.
I can’t raise a kid. I can barely look after myself!
Fuck!
The only positive thing in my life and it’s the one that could ruin it.
I’m sitting on the bathroom floor with a pregnancy test in my hands, two more sitting to the left of me. I don’t know why I thought to do it, I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t, but I am.
What is my mum going to think of me?
She’ll tell me to get an abortion. This is not going to happen, that’s one thing I’m totally against.
I can’t raise a kid. I can barely look after myself!
Fuck!
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This one was heaps short but I have ideas for the sequel and I needed to finish this part. =]