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Riri. Help. I'm already running dry and I'm begging for the shit your brother sends. This is my desperation. Spiced rum is gross but it'll do it's job. My family isn't going to bother with coming to visit. Too dangerous. Neither of them are magical and sort of already have plans. Lucky shits.
I wonder if any of my old school friends have ended up being mail order brides. Is that a weird thought?
I wonder if any of my old school friends have ended up being mail order brides. Is that a weird thought?
Addaya
One day I'll hopefully be told anything at all.
Addaya
I don't know what's going on either, but like for whatever it's worth, I'm sure it's not you.
It's shit that it's happening to you. I know. Have you tried talking to him?
Addaya
Addaya
But it does sound like whatever it is has to do it's him. He's handling it badly, not you. You shouldn't be the one who feels bad now.
Addaya
Addaya
I know it's not the same, not all of us know all your stuff
But if you want to talk or like vent or whatever. I can be here without getting all of it.
Addaya
Addaya
Addaya
Addaya.
Addaya.
Addaya.
But doing too much of that might make you feel more terrible in the long run. (I know I know, who am I to talk. And I promise I promise I'm not judging.)
Does anything else help?
Addaya.
Addaya.
Addaya.