7th floor

life sucks... i thought to my self for the hundred time today, wow I think that a lot . I tap my finger makes on the table I do that when I'm worried maybe it's the sound it makes but whatever it is , makes me calm down ... " it will be 50 dollars " " What... oh... the things..." I diged out my purse out of my bag ... inside of it look like a battle field but I was used to it " here..." I gave him the 50 dollar bill and then said " if you two anyone ... " " then I find out how my insides look like outside , I know , but doesn't every one know " " your boss you i***t " "oh right " the he put his hand forward with the bag in to and then said "I'm no snich " "good ... thanks ." I grabed the bag and got out of the alley the bottles hit each other and make a ching sound ... it was kinda satisfying . I was headed to my apartment at the highcastle building , highcastle who the he'll names a building that it sounds like a evil government in the young adult fiction books but I can't change so like every thing else I ignore it and live my life ... honk ... "get out of the way b..." the car almost hit me and his plaintiff "WOAH WOAH WOAH I'M ON THE CROSSWALK IF THERES ANYONE TO BE MAD ITS ME YOU LITTLE PICE OF s**t NOW SHUT UP AND DRIVE LIKE A HUMAN BEING " I kicked his car before we flew "that feel good" I thought to my self . I finally arrived god I hate walking . I went in the building . "ally" "oh hi ben " bens the security " how you doing " his to happy it harrasses me "I'm fine how are you " "I'm .... fine ... goodbye " I left in a hurry i never move that fast ppl usually say I look dead and I don't disagree but what do expect from and alcoholic edict with schizophrenia with family issues . its no secret and I don't care about other ppl 's opinion in fine with what I am so the world can go screw it self ... "oach " I hit something ... someone ... my neighbour ... eathan.