I always assume the worst when it comes to everything.
- Mum home late from work? She’s gotten run over by a bus or somebody hung her
- Brother home later from school: He was involved in a fight and somebody killed him
- No body home when I get in: Somebody has broken in and killed and hung my family around my house so I can see
And now Jack hasn’t gotten back home from one of his societies yet and I can literally hear my heart beating through my chest and I could vomit out my guts.
I usually assume the worst in everything.
I met someone and now I don’t want to anymore. Now I know she’s the best.