I'M FUCKED FOR NOW, BUT I'LL FIGURE IT OUT.

[moreforreal]

I'm sitting on my bed and there's noisy rock n' roll playing in the living room. My white kitty is at the foot of the bed and I think he knows I feel sad. He's lost some weight and I keep telling him that I'm not going to let us starve to death. The service industry is for suckers. I won't mind if I never have to say, "what can I get for you?"

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[a__complex]

Oh baby. You have a kitty, at least

[moreforreal]

All these plans for moving north, sound absolutely amazing. And most of me would love to do it. there's just this other little part that tells me I still have to finish school and I still have to keep my lease and all of that stuff I know is somewhat important. But, rest assured, baby, I'll come visit and if possible, I'll move there too. I've got some other friends thta might be interested in that adventure. It's okay to be scared, it's fine. I know that someday both you and I are going to have all of our dreams come true and we'll never have to ask anyone ever again if they want an extra shot. You are amazing and I love you. I just received your postcard yesterday and it was great. I'll sedn you something in return soon. Be well, lady.

xoxo
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