Well, the Boy has jumped ship. No warning. No legit reasoning or even negotiations. His loves the bottle as of late and its distorted so dramatically from the person I meat 2 months ago and loved to be around and was thankful for.
My hands are pretty much tied and its a very confusing and selfishly unfair place I've been put in and I hate every second I think about him.
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