Nothing But It All

by Adriana Locke

“Hey, if you want to get away with a crime, I’m your girl.” I laugh. “I mean it,” she says, shrugging. “First, don’t take out a life insurance policy or change any dollar amounts. Big red flag. Huge. Game over right there.” She points at me. “Two, leave your phone at home. Three, never, ever use bleach. Peroxide is a better choice. And four, if you have to put them in a lake, puncture the lungs so they don’t float—”

“Hey, if you want to get away with a crime, I’m your girl.” I laugh. “I mean it,” she says, shrugging. “First, don’t take out a life insurance policy or change any dollar amounts. Big red flag. Huge. Game over right there.” She points at me. “Two, leave your phone at home. Three, never, ever use bleach. Peroxide is a better choice. And four, if you have to put them in a lake, puncture the lungs so they don’t float—”

I can’t break myself to build you anymore.”

Jesus 😭💔

Do you even have a marriage maintenance plan?” I laugh at her. “A what?” “You’re a mechanic. How often do you recommend people have their cars checked for oil, brakes, whatever?” “Once a year, at least. Or whenever something seems wrong.” “When is the last time you did that with Lauren?”

“Michael has wrestling camp,”

Which he can drive himself to with his own fucking car!!! bitch just wants to be miserable and blame everyone else for her shit life! 🙄