Getting nervous. Gotta leave work soon to start to sort out this whole mess. At least it'll be getting sorted out, and I'll be with my babe and I can see a flat. I'm getting scared. I hate this.
Good news, bad news. It's all shit in the end, isn't it?
I had some goodbad news recently.
I think it's sorting out now tho.
Maybe I'll tell you about it someday.
Maybe I won't.