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Having been spotted, the Jeep must now vacate his chair to come over for lovin’s.
Borzoi
Dear mom
Happy New Year! I got into a fairly bad fight with my boyfriend, I broke things off between me and his girlfriend and I'm taking a step back from that relationship and friendship for a while. There's been a lot of things she's said that deeply hurt me and her refusing to even acknowledge that or take accountability was pretty painful. I'm working through some other things with my boyfriend and we seem to be on better terms.
Also I'm in a poly style relationship for the last year-ish. It's been going great for the most part! But the last month was very very rough.
Anyway.
I miss you! I'm sorry I haven't written to you in a while. I'm...still homeless. Still living in my car. I see my boyfriend about once or twice a week though and stay with him. I'm doing my best to be safe and work through this all.
I miss you like fucking crazy.
Went back home over Christmas for a few days. It was...strange. Cathartic in a way. Felt like that time I really was saying good bye. And that felt good.
M lives in Philly now with his brother and they're working on their relationship. Saw him just before his birthday. Hopefully I'll see him again in February. I miss him so much. Keep an eye on him for me please? Keep him safe. He needs it.
I should be trying to sleep. But the days are long and the nights have been pretty warm which sucks. Cracking my windows is a necessity but definitely doesn't make me feel safe. It'll be OK. I always manage to find a way yeah?
I don't wish you were here because living is truly a prison. And I know I'll never be able to go where you are. Maybe they have visitor passes for people like me. Who knows.
I love you