Later, when I decided to leave that job, too many bad memories. The owner said, "we'll, your young white and 21, I'm sure you can find something to do."
I just took it, didn't even say a word.

I had broken up with my boyfriend a few months early. He found me leaving a bar one night, stuck a knife in my stomach, I grabbed it with my hand, slicing all my fingers. Still have the scars, blood everywhere.

The owners of the inn got their hotshot Seattle lawyer brother to defend my boyfriend. I completely caved. Just wanted it all to go away. Talking with the lawyer brother..........His wife, 8 months pregnant in the next room, he tried to put his hands down my pants.

This is when I really realized there was no such thing as real love in the world. This was right after my best friends husband snuck into my room when I was spending the night with them and started foddling me. I think all me are pretty selfish.........just my experience.