"Go to work!" Oh, bryce, my new best friend, i love you.
Funny how things work out... Funny how the people that care the most about you show up when the person you cared the most about walks out of your life...
Do work!
I want to work for a friendship, i really do... but why should i? After all you did? After what you're putting me through? After the hurt and tears and the screams and all you can say is 'i'm sorry?'
You should've said no.
You should've gone home.
I won't work for you anymore. You're depressed? Not my problem anymore. Your daddy is being mean again? Not my job.
I've worked hard all my life. Where'd it get me? Um... Hmm.... Here? Staring at you across the hall, tears welling in my eyes before i push them down, knowing there's no time for tears?
I have a fantastic work ethnic. But it will not be wasted on you.
<3 Taylor Elaine
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