The Spinster  

Venusphoenix 30F
8 posts
1/26/2022 7:08 am
The Spinster


She dropped out of highschool. She didn't like crowds. She wasn't nice. She offended people. She was wierd to them. When she was in a classroom she felt like a caged bird. She wanted to fly.

She worked as a cook at a fast food place. She worked as a gas jockey. She worked as a roofer. She worked as a construction laborer. She worked as a dish washer. She worked as a waitress. She worked as a . She worked as a personal trainer. She worked as a stripper. She worked as a bodyguard. She worked as a painter. She worked as a maid. She worked as a gardener. She worked in shipping and receiving. She was a hostess. She coordinated events. She worked as a mover. She worked as a seamstress. She worked as an assistant. She worked as a cashier. She worked as a bartender. She worked as a porter. She worked as a garbage collector. She volunteered for distribution of food from charity for family's in need. She worked hard. She didn't need people to see.

She smoked weed. She drank beer. She smoked cigarettes. She didn't speak. She wasn't shy, she genuinely hated attention from people. She liked helping without recognition.

They called her lazy. They said she was crazy. To her, life seemed hazy. Like smoke without a fire, forever to mire a clear view. She was oldschool in a way that was new. She was plain cree. She grew up on a reservation. She was raised with traditional culture and medication. She liked heavy metal. She listened to maiden.

She was broke. She was unemployed. She was uneducated. She had experience. She had free time.

She liked learning. She learned to play the bass. She played the flute. She read books by Jane Austen constantly. She played piano. She played video<b> games. </font></b>She wrote poetry. She kept a diary. She sang the blues. She wrote stories and jokes. She could draft furniture plans. She could draw sewing patterns. She could embroider. She rolled joints. She made bongs. She made knives. She could paint still lifes. She could weave. She could knit. She could bake. She could spray paint murals. She could make her own clothes. She could fish. She could track. She could trap. She practiced archery. She knew some parkour. She ran daily. She could throw hands at any man.

She was an ugly duckling without a flock. She was a black sheep among wolves. She got called a he.

She was tired. She didn't collect social assistance. She wasn't sociable. She needed no assistance. She was crying constantly. She didn't like relationships. She cheated on her ex. She had low self esteem. She liked casual sex. She never had a boyfriend. She occasionally thought about the end.

She met a marine.

He saved her life. He stopped the strife.

He saw what so many ignored. He was the only one that did.

She didn't have money. She gave him everything she could. For him she tried to be good.

He didn't have to ask. The rest of the world could go fuck itself. Planet earth could kiss her ass.

gibber10 62M
22 posts
1/26/2022 8:14 pm

that's good, I understand exactly what you are saying and went through


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