A Leaf, the most horrid of Things.

A leaf is the worst of evils apparently.
If one even touches the dear floors of GB.
She evolves into her ScarySecondSelf, that's completely crazy.

Yes she's already crazy, but her ScarySecondSelf, is even crazier!
I know that's hard to believe but it's true.
SO
ScarySecondSelf has been in a bad mood for weeks now, because of who-gives-a-fuck-why.
She spots the leaf and starts screaming in her bitchy tone.
"WHY ISN'T THIS PICKED UP?! YOU WALKED RIGHT BY IT!"

Now, I know leaves are nasty creatures, but are they that goddamn horrible?
I mean what the fuck did that leaf ever do to you?
What the fuck did I DO to get yelled at about it?!

I sure as hell didn't bring that leaf in to touch your wonderful floors!
It wasn't I that said, "Come on, Leaf! Let's piss GB off, now did I?!
I don't think soooo.

But alas, I get bitched at anyway.
So of course I stand in silence and go to that blank place that is safe and listen to you bitch and moan.
Then I continue cleaning YOUR kitchen, and watch as you walk back in with the food I'd fixed you, untouched and set upon the counter.
And do I say anything?
No, I do not.

Were you bitching about being hungry?
Yes you were.

But I don't say anything, fuck I don't even look at you.
I just do what I'm supposed to do.
And then you call me into your Royal quarters and you cry and ask me to forgive you.

Of course I do, because what else would I do...
When you should be my rock and the one that's understanding, our roles are switched and have been for a long time.

I try to deal with it but my patience is wearing thin.

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