me.
“Is that the girl?”
“Yes.”
“You can take the BMW.”
Once I had the car, I
desperately needed something to
wear. I was taking out this girl who
was really into fashion, and, except
for my Timberlands, everything I
owned was shit. I was limited in my
wardrobe choices because I was
stuck buying in the shops my
mother let me go to, and my mother
did not believe in spending money
on clothes. She’d take me to some
bargain clothing store and tell me
what our budget was, and I’d have