Why the hell am I so unfortunate? Why is this s**t called love so f*****g unfair to me? Why does it seem like fate has vowed to sentence me to misery? It seems like life has a vow to screw me until I lose my sanity! I was just getting to cloud nine, and my star was just about to shine, but now I have been ripped off my desperately anticipated glee. Life sucks!
I snap to the driver poking her face at my door, yanking his hand away from my shoulder. "Are you okay, miss? I have been calling you, but..."
"I. Am. f*****g. Fine!" My apologies for being such an elitist b***h! That is just the only way to hide the pain that is tearing me apart.
"Sorry," the driver mumbles, a sorry that rings with the sound of irritation.
I drag myself out of this damned cab, pay my fare, and start towards the
