I haven’t been able to sleep in my own bed since she left. I was going to try to do it, but I don’t think I can until she’s in it with me. Guess it’s the gross couch for me again.
Friends? What friends?
I realize that I don’t have many true friends in my life. I don’t know if I really have one. The best friends I know are too busy when I’m in a crisis, and don’t do favors for me unless there’s something in it for them. I’m not saying all, but most. The best friend [...]
