I got a text msg from C at 2am saying 'I'm on the way to the hospital my eyes are gushing blood'. I reply. No answer. Guess who turns up at my house at 9.30am straight from the hospital? Him. Poor dude. He's been through a lot of shit lately. His gf of a billion years left him. Shit holes were ganging up on him at work. His living situation was ( Read more... )