I'm Out

by Defect

133 words. JD's had his last crappy day, and throws in the towel for good. Rated for language.

I'm Out.

I don't own Scrubs.

Crappy, crappy day. That is the sum of my life right now. Just crappy, crappy day. Now, I could bore you with the details of it, but I know you don't care. All you want to know is the end of the day. The day that I went to hospital. As a patient. Not to get my apendix out, oh no, that's too easy, how about to get healed from vicious physical and emotional pain? How does that one sound. Oh yeah, I'm a girl, a sissy, just call my Mary. But you know what? I'm changed now, so fuck you. Fuck you all. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of the Mary, the Sophie, the Charlotte, the Marg, the Christie, god, I'm sick of it all. Fuck it. Fuck you. I'm out.