It's Me, Charlie

by C.M. Guidroz

After I’ve scratched enough to give me some relief, I wipe the blunt blade of the butter knife on my jeans. A white line of dead skin forms a thin line across my dull blue jeans. I should grab another knife, but I know I don’t have another clean one. With a shrug, I dip the knife into the peanut butter and spread it across the stale bread in my hand.

So gross already why am i reading this

For a moment I wish my mom was still around, I wish I hadn’t done what I’d done. She would still be here and I would be able to laugh in her face when Jessie is here with me and we are in love. She would have to eat every word she ever said to me. I smile; happy with the fact that instead she's choking on dirt.

What did he do to his mom??

may have taken her against her will but I am no rapist. I love this woman and by the end of tomorrow she will love me too.

Uhhhh i have no words like wTf

It doesn’t surprise me that even with her tongue ripped out and her head buried deep in the dirt she still can’t shut up.

Wtf

Before she can say a word I spit the wad of mucus in her face and force myself to leave the room.

Wtf is happening? I can't

Omg almost threw up the coffee I’m drinking