So the night you left me on the side of the road, was the last time I spoke w/ you. I wasn’t the one who picked up the drifter. I wasn’t the one who decided it was a good idea to call you’re mom. Until I met you all was fine. You have ruined my life, again. I hope by now you’ve found you’re fame in Kentucky. I will look for the ad in the paper about you. You should be more alert to the needs of other in you’re life. Hopefully it won’t take a trip to the emergency room to figure that out next time. So, this is it, give you’re dog my best. I hope you do end up having enough money for his surgery. Remember that feeling you had while flying home with me.
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