Alright, everyone makes mistakes etc. But this topped my list. This was a major fuck up. I was gonna get a great job, get married, maybe even have kids one day. But who wants to employ an ex convict, and who wants to marry a thief?
I. WAS. 16.
Almost ten years ago. That's right. And now my shits got back to me. Honestly I'm lucky I lasted this long. Theft isn't exactly and easy thing to justify.
My friends are saying how it's so cool that I'm going to prison. It's not cool. I'm 25. This is a big bug on the windscreen of my life. And I'm not gonna be able to just wipe this one away. I'm going to prison tomorrow. Upstate. Litchfield I think. What does it matter anyway? I guess I'll find out what really happens when you drop the soap in the showers. Oh god. Fuck my life.
Do we have to shower together?
What if I have no friends. Do I wanna make friends? Ofc I can't spend 24 months sitting alone. Well. Better get a good nights rest. I'm going to be locked up tomorrow and probably fingerbashed by a crazy, murderous lesbian over a twix in my sleep. Life's great.
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LITCHFIELD'S FINEST - FRESH MEAT (oitnb)
FanfictionI'm Olivia. I'm new to prison. New to crime. It was all just one misunderstanding. Now I'm fresh meat in a prison full of lions. {CONTAINS: Swearing, Sex, Adult Humour, Violence}
