Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Jesus Christ Essay

Curley, Im writing this letter cause for a long time Ive been deficient to tell ya somethin. When we married I knew from the firs day that you werent whatever good for me, from the firs day of our marriage I disliked you. An you know why, cause youre nothin so jus a dirty ranch man, who can debate ony bout fighting and goin to have a shot offa corn ina closest bar. Yar nothin better than other ranch workers, who get them 50 bucks at the end offa month an go to spend alla of em ina brothel or fora whiskey to get perfection imprecate drunk.I cnt see any litt difference between you and them, an at that places no difference. Every week ya go to a bar an come back God damn drunk at late night. How do you think I feel then bout you? plainly everthing has a limit. You know, if not my ol lady Id have gone to Hollywood an prolly I coulda find that man who promised me to take me in movie. Yes he sa that Im natural, and if not my ol lady then Id never be livin with ya in this God damn p lace, I coulda been in the movies, an had nice clothes all of them nice clothes like they wear.An I coulda set in them whopping hotels, an had pitchers took me. But whatta I got Ive gotta husban, a swell guy. An alla time I have to listen how hed use the ol one- twain to make him go subject. And all I can do is jus to set in your God damn ranch an talk to a bunch of bindle stiffs. Im dying(p) from loneliness, Curley. An plus, when ya come home you starta talk about fighting again, youre almost like fighting cock to me. You never care bout me, about how I felt and never try to make me feel better.Instead ya do opposite ya tell me to set in your God damn two-by-four house, an do nothin. But do you think that I like to stick in it alla time?.. But, Jesus Christ, if you see me outside you get so damn angry as somebody stole somethin from you, an alla your anger you put on me. For what? What have I done to you?.. Youre worse than an animal. An what about yer han, stuck ina machine, ah? Yeah, baloney Youre a pathetic loser. Finally youve been shown that you aint the strongest.An Im so thankful to that fella Lennie for doing it to ya. But why didn you use yer ol one two, not tough enough. An why didn you ever fought with someone like Slim? What, was there no reason to, but youre wrong there was an you knew it. You knew that there was somepin between im an me, but you was too scared to admit it, you was too scared to say a single word against Slim. It makes you such a loser, Curley. Aw God Im so fed up with you, Curley, if you could ony understand how much.But I guess that I shouldnt worry any more, cause I leave you, yes Curley I leave you. Im gonna go to make my own life. Ill prolly go to Hollywood and find the man. run youll think that Im outa my mind, but I aint. I aint gonna waste the rest of my life in your God damn ranch, rot there yourself I wish you to rot in your damn place. Go on, go to brothel, drink, have a game of euchre, but Im gonna be far away from you. Have a nice life Your former wife.

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