Oh yeah. So Mom and I were talking. It was a similar conversation I had with Jeannie last year. Jeannie told me I had a sign on my back and I'm sure I do. The sign that says alcoholic wanted. I told Mom I was going to find myself another one, only this one won't be living with me. It's comfortable. It's normal. I just won't live with another one. I hope.
I don't know if it is true that I would find another one. But I do know where to find them and how to find them. Easier than any other kind of man. Especially once I figured out that they look for someone like me.
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