Notes to Cindy: The Archives

Well… my life just never ceases to be a roller coaster to hell. In short, I moved in with my mom, got a job at Walmart, got kicked out, and then met a 22 year-old girl named Tamara. I quit my job at Walmart, bought a bunch of survival gear, and went out on the road. I got picked up by a brilliant con-man, partied in Charleston, went to Florida, and rode a bus back to Asheville. All of this, I did to meet this girl in person. In a second attempt, I moved in with Benjamin Flynn from Broughton, got treated like a slave by Ben’s racist uncle, and was witness to the murder of two black men. Upon being threatened by his Uncle, I hitchhiked back to Weaverville, moved back in with my dad, and got another job at Walmart where I met a boy named Ryan. Ryan got kicked out by his roommate, our friend Nolo, so I talked my dad into letting him live with us until such time that we could get an apartment. About a week after getting an apartment, Tamara moved in to escape her abusive roommate, Blaine. I met her ex-boyfriend, Joey, who was trying to win her back. Within the next two months, I won her heart, Ryan left unexpectedly, I got another roommate, Garrett, who had a seizure and moved out, I overdosed, lost my job, and got stranded in Hendersonville twice, while making new friends, Travis and Avy (Emily), and meeting some of Tamara’s: Miko, Jason, Anthony, and Obie. Now, because I lost my job, and two roommates, I am losing the apartment. I owe over $6,000 in rent, hospital bills, phone bills, power, late fees, and repairs, and I’m fleeing to Asheville with Tamara in a tent to avoid legal charges. The life of an adult is just so fucking exciting.