Good Morning, my neighbours




Welcome home.  Nothing to see here. Just needed an outlet. Had to vent. Remembered I own this blog and voila.

This is like the 33rd annual I’m back piece. If I should leave you again, find somebody else. Promise me.

There’s this. This new me might not be for you (actually, He's sort of new, but kind of old. Try reading my very first post). 

If you liked the old me better, he wrote some mushy love poems. Find them. They were to keep Laimia around. Might work for you. Have had no luck.

So where do I even begin? Been in and out of here so many times it's almost as if I hate sleeping with you, but you just keep laying there. You make it so easy to disappoint you. Go out, do something, kill a person, a bee, something. Save us, please.

I’m going away to form some coherent thoughts. We’ll be feasting soon. Wendy might even set us up with a new home. Hell, we might even cash out. 

 Till then, read my old shit.

Love You.

 More than your parents ever did.

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