[She tosses the condom on the bedside table on her way back, where it lands next to the vase of Mason's Valentine's flowers. She glances at the note, chuckles a little guiltily, and drops it on Mason's lap for him to read.]
And people say all kinds of shit about me and people like me. I been called stupid, worthless, good-for-nothing, shouldn't've been born... trashy. White trash. Trailer trash. A lot of kinds of trash. That's why I like it here; we got some assholes, but we got some real nice people, too. People here are nicer to me than anyone's ever been to me before.
[She sounds happy and upbeat as she says this; she's focusing on the good in the present, not on the shit in the past.]
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Waffles.
[She tosses the condom on the bedside table on her way back, where it lands next to the vase of Mason's Valentine's flowers. She glances at the note, chuckles a little guiltily, and drops it on Mason's lap for him to read.]
And people say all kinds of shit about me and people like me. I been called stupid, worthless, good-for-nothing, shouldn't've been born... trashy. White trash. Trailer trash. A lot of kinds of trash. That's why I like it here; we got some assholes, but we got some real nice people, too. People here are nicer to me than anyone's ever been to me before.
[She sounds happy and upbeat as she says this; she's focusing on the good in the present, not on the shit in the past.]