two days of smoking and im ready to divorce him. thank god he went home last night to grapple with uncertainty. theres only room for one mopey, self obsessed bastard in these parts. i feel like this miserably gray, rainy day is all about me and i couldnt be happier about being sad. take that, empathy!!
- dave 12-09-2014 4:00 pm





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