Don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault. That’s very true. We’d still both be messes that would be so much worse off if we didn’t have each other. No, no, we’ll just have his two assholes of best friends take the call. Kill three birds with one stone. Please, I am not. I mean, I get why you had to trap him in there for such a long time. It makes sense.
I still feel bad. Our parental units are kind of shit, not gonna lie. We're like the train wrecks on MTV or some shit. We would be so much worse without each other, that's very true. Who are his asshole best friends? I don't even know this information. Okay, good. You were making me feel like a bad mom.











