"My dear, I wish I had some whiskey and a gun, my dear."

Apr 08, 2015 20:13

We're back in this cold, overcrowded, dilapidated, crime-ridden cesspool known as Providence, Rhode Island. The trip went uneventfully enough. Rain, rain, rain, and rain. Which isn't unpleasant in Woodstock, but in Providence turns a turd into a wet turd. More of this weather tomorrow, and then we might see a few days of sun. Currently, 39˚F, ( Read more... )

no apologies, squalor, providence, massachusetts, anger, depression, rain, cold spring, woodstock, rhode island, fuck

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everville340 April 9 2015, 00:40:59 UTC
But this is not my world, and I've suffered it for seven winters, and, frankly, I'd just like a goddamn spring. No apologies.

I have felt this. When it goes beyond just a feeling and becomes an unequivocal certainty.

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greygirlbeast April 9 2015, 00:48:56 UTC

And hatred.

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