The Day Before

On her first day back she got into a fight with the Snail, then she started taking it out on me. I snapped back at her and eventually started making threatening gestures, she kicked me out of the house. I got so mad at that I said the second worst thing I could say to her, it was a crushing blow. Everything blew over and I slept in my bedroom that night.

On her second day back she was still upset and started taking it out on me again, the blow up led me to saying the worst thing I could to her. I slept in a cheap motel and will stay there until I can find an apartment or the money runs out.

I never want to say the things I think but there are times when I say them anyway, my tongue is a formidable foe.

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The day after the Snail and I were at a friend's place, I started getting very depressed and had to leave. The aftermath of a day of angry words, I can't guess how long it'll last.