I sat there on the edge of the Brooklyn bridge thinking.
What am I even DOING here? I need to man the fuck up and MOVE ON.
Why was I even worried? He was just a boy….who I loved.
NO! not anymore. He obviously loves Alice now.
Ugh that name…it burned to think it.
"I really do love you muffin. I was just a little drunk is all. You know us Manhattan boys!"
Well I was pretty damn sick of these Manhattan boys, and the Manhattan people and the Manhattan friends and the Manhattan parents.
So I left. Big deal. Im better off somewhere else.
All I did was walk. In all directions. I ended up in Harlem at one point. I had roamed all over Delancey somehow I went opposite ways and crossed into new jersey. I guess when you walk for 4 days strait you end up everywhere but nowhere. Everywhere I landed just wasn't right.
Im so hungry. Zoom in on my empty pocket. Problem solved. I just wont eat. Like I haven't been eating.
I tried to get up and walk the hunger away. I would explore Brooklyn till I dropped. Only problem was that it was early morning. No sleep possible.
Those stupid Newsies were everywhere.
"EXTRA EXTRA READ ALL ABOUT IT! BOAT SUNKEN AT THE HARBOR! LIVES AT STAKE! READ ALL ABOUT IT! RIGHT HERE RIGHT HERE!"
"GET YOUR PAPES! C'MONE KNAOW ALL THERE IS TO KNOW NEW YORK!"
Multiple voices booming everywhere. It was way to much I had to sit back down. But my stubborn legs kept walking until I stopped at a stoop and everything just went black.