Listen.
I know things haven’t been what they used to be. That happens, and it especially happens to me. Don’t walk around this room like you didn’t make it dirty too.
Well.
Things fucking change, then don’t they. You wake up one morning to find your bed empty. Your car is gone. That blue hat missing. Where was I going? Where is my pot? Who left the front door open?
These are questions I ask, but don’t ever ever expect answers to. Nope. Instead I leave town without telling you, because somethings are just easier not done. ‘Cause I’m that kind of a post-break up pussy.
Life sucks. Have a sandwich, I say.
Save your energy. You’ll need it. I need to save my money. I’ll spend it. Long story short, the ape evolved because he was dissatisfied.
And this ape is fucking pissed.
Welcome home again, old friend.
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