I wish:
My landlady wasn't an absent minded bitch. I could handle one or the other, but the combination is killing me.
I didn't feel like I was sinking.
A wonderful Stonebutch would show up on my door step and offer to build a fire in my wood stove (NOT a euphemism, but we can go with that too, if you like) and hold me through the night.
I weren't so fucking lonely.
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