Dear those around me at the moment.. I do not care about your diet, your new diet, what you had for a snack or how big your stupid meat filled sandwich was for lunch. I also do not care about how much money you spent this weekend or how “stressed” you are over the flowers you sent your wife. Or any other nonsense.
Between bills, loss of a friend, distance between the only person I truly care about and my dad being in the hospital from a stroke last night, I could really care less about what you ate for breakfast. Oh and the only person I want to hear from who could really comfort me, is keeping his space. ( and I am trying to respect that too.)
MY PLATE IS FULL. So fuck off.
On a lighter note, I will be getting lost on some woodsy roads with a dear friend tonight in an attempt to relieve our minds.
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