Locked to Stu
Maybe I've finally snapped inside. Broken and shattered, you know. I can't seem to find the emotions to care about so much of this shit and the crap going on and, horrid as it is, I'm fighting like hell not to say - We told you so. It's not what I want to say. Not what I should say, you know? But it's all I can seem to find right now. It's not her fault but when I was upset about this shit last week, I was being silly and irrational and yet now it's srs bizniz. Course it is now. It's them and not the rest of the world.