Lindsay – The Bad Years

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Day 1

I can't believe this place. It smells of fried fish and burned coffee. The humidity is driving me absolutely nuts and the people here are substandard to say the most. I haven't slept in days and I haven't eaten either but I figured having a few drinks would be fine. I learned my lesson with that one. Some big Russian guy named Bill, if that's his real name, assaulted and robbed me after having drinks with me. Is this how people really treat you here? I would have given him money for something if he needed it but did he have to assault me? Molest me and control me the way he did? I haven't slept since. My head stopped bleeding but it hurts so incredibly bad that I have to keep wearing sunglasses to hide the light. Tried going to the hospital but there was no one there to help me. I think I have a concussion but I'm too afraid to sleep. The police here are no help. I tell them I get assaulted and robbed and they tell me they recorded the report. How about getting out there and finding who did this? I feel so used and alone here. And this guy is expecting more money from me in 2 days! I can't give him all my money. I barely have enough to live on. I will have to get a job or something. What I wouldn't give for a pipe dream right now. Just to be so glass faced you could see through me. But no....I promised myself to never touch the meth again. No matter how good of a cook I am. I just want my life to be normal. This hotel room stinks of old cum stains and oranges. Luckily I found my bag so no fussing with the bank. And here I thought I had plastic but I have all these traveler's checks. I gotta stop doing business with the bank when I'm drunk. Just one hit will make it all go away....just one. I can do just one right? No...no....I promised. No matter how bad it gets here, I have to make the best of it. I have no where else to go. I have all my designer clothes though....but damn if I haven't gained weight since I kicked the glass. My tits sit up ripe like I'm expecting. What am I going to do about this guy? He does have to be able to find me though. That's it. He won't find me. I'll just hide....for the rest of my life.

April 6, 2011 at 4:19 am
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