Well shit. You weren’t makong sure I got home safe. You were paying me the money back for visiting. You were clearing your conscience. HOLY SHIT. how did I miss that.
I just want to feel needed. I don’t even know if I really want that. Maybe I just dont like losing.
I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me though, why would I let someone suffer?
I don’t get it. But in two days… I’ll be gone for a month so… no biggie.
Oh shit. I have to buy cat food.
No one is coming.