People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
My car got stolen.
My insurance won't cover it, so if it doesn't get recovered (which it probably won't), that's it. Game over. Sorry, Rachael.
Fuck.
Also, you know my parents? The ones that have been married since they were 21 (they're 41 now)? Love each other a lot? Still go on dates all the time? Have gross displays of physical affection in my presence?
Yeah, my dad decided to hit me while I was down, and tell me that him and my mom are having marital problems. My mom is staying up at the yurt for now, and she'll be back for Thanksgiving, but after that she's heading straight back up for an undetermined amount of time.
Sigh.
My car got stolen.
My insurance won't cover it, so if it doesn't get recovered (which it probably won't), that's it. Game over. Sorry, Rachael.
Fuck.
Also, you know my parents? The ones that have been married since they were 21 (they're 41 now)? Love each other a lot? Still go on dates all the time? Have gross displays of physical affection in my presence?
Yeah, my dad decided to hit me while I was down, and tell me that him and my mom are having marital problems. My mom is staying up at the yurt for now, and she'll be back for Thanksgiving, but after that she's heading straight back up for an undetermined amount of time.
Sigh.