I like to think of my blog as a conversation with a friend. A friend who has put up with ALL of my stupidness, selfishness, and idiosyncracies and still loves me. Someone I can be honest with, and not expect to be judged...though a quick slap on the face with a pair of white gloves is called for often.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
It's like he wants it both ways.
I just want to go home. Alone. And of course I didn't have the balls to say that outloud. Of course I made up a giant load of bullshit.
But what is the point of forcing me to pay for my own apartment and not letting me go there ALONE?
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