So, I'm writing this from Becky's place as... I don't have one. No, I didn't get kicked, locked or hauled out. There's no "place" to haul out of. Whole building burned to the ground. Yes, that. Smoking pile. Embers.
Fuck. I can't begin to catalog what I just lost. Somebody owes me big for this.
Renter's insurance. I knew I forgot something.
Goddammit, just when you think you're safe.
Fuck. I can't begin to catalog what I just lost. Somebody owes me big for this.
Renter's insurance. I knew I forgot something.
Goddammit, just when you think you're safe.