Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Farewell Remarks

My wife has sent divorce papers to a place I no longer work for. I have a few T-shirts and some clean underwear. Other than that, I'm Fucked.

I hope that everything in your life that could possibly turn out well, does. You win the lottery, have a nice house on the beach, and shoes that fit just right.

Me, I'm waiting for the sun to rise. Today couldn't have sucked any worse. I have cried until I have run out of tears. I have nothing and no one. Period.

May you never know debt or loneliness.

For me, I'm had.

I wish you well.


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