Chicken Noodle

I wasn’t feeling well tonight and Annie Rose offered to pick me up some soup. She dropped it off on her way to go grocery shopping with her father. Aka HE took her to chik filet to get me soup. And HE drove her here to give it to me. (I don’t know if he paid for it). I caught my brain getting all mushy and thinking, awww, that was a really kind gesture. I should be nicer. I should thank him…I should forgive him…I should make an effort…and then, my brain was like —– scratchhhhh needle across and LP —– wtf?!?? No! No! No!! He’s a dick! He’s a monster!! He stole your money and shamed you to your kids!!!! No, no, no, no!!! Don’t you ever forget!!! And then I ate my soup.

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